If only you could give me a hint, just a clue as to what you want me to do now.
Because I'm sick of living in the dark.
I'm sick of assuming what you want.
I'm sick of being alone.
It doesn't feel right with you, but it feels so wrong without you.
If you care, then tell me.
If you don't, then just leave me to heal.
Because the scars you left still bleed and the pain I feel runs deep.
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