The hardest thing is no longer caring for you
It's the thought of not knowing what's going on with you
The worry of what will happen next
My weakness to accept that my heart could no longer accept what you did and still do
The pain of losing you this way and the fear of you slipping away alone

But what will I ever do now that it's all been done
No one does understand anyway and they never will
My confusion and anger has gone to a different level
But the clock will never turn back and so will I
If only you saw me in a different way

Not just a body existing as a wall
Not as a punching bag waiting to be hit
Not as a middle person for you to speak to another
Not as a living creature to keep up with your expectations
Not just anybody but as someone who loved you unconditionally
And had waited so long to be seen, heard and loved
Now it's just all too late...........