Why?
Why
I wonder
As the sun warms my face
A quiet cold day
Where I feel a semblance of grace
Why
I wonder
Did he send me away?
Now it wasn't his fault
I knew that, anyway.
He sent me away
To the antiseptic halls
Full of children my size
Ready to end it all
He sent me away
For love, so I think
So I could get better
So I wouldn't hurt, I think
So I wouldn't cry, I think
So I wouldn't bleed, I think
But speculation isn't enough
And when I asked out he cried
"It's all for selfish want"
Said he
And I stood in a daze
I never thought I meant that much
In anybody's gaze.
He pulled me into a gentle hug
And I knew I could not resist
Forgiveness washed across me
Though there was nothing to forgive
For it was I who had committed the crime
Of causing him this grief
It was my fault that I had gone
And tried to find alone my own peace.
My life has found it's meaning now
As I walk through his door
And I'm greeted with the familiar scent
Of him, I can be sure.
I did not lose my life that day
He would not let me steal it away
And I do not think
I could ever imagine
To hurt him
Like that
Again
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