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How about today?  Is today another wild guess?  Have you ever known? Will you ever?  And now that everything has changed.  Now that you have what you need.  Now that your getting better.  Now that it hurts a lot less. Now that none of this is necessary.  Now that you and I don't need to talk.  Now that I fixed your fucking miserable life.
Whats left for me?  Am I still needed? Will you fade away like all the others before me.  Will you abandon me while you still can?  Will you leave me in this shit hole we dug together?   Are we dying?  Is this what you described it would be?  Like all those dead fucks you used and abandoned.  Like the garbage that hurt you will you hurt me?  Now that you don't need me.
Whats left of us? What about all those times. All those damn nights we stayed together talked about the bad things.  Said we would be there for each other.  What was that?  More fucking lies? Like I don't have enough already?  This is bullshit.  Fuck this.  You lied to me.  You're leaving and you don't have the decency to just admit it to me.  Where dying.  Where fucking dying and it's all your fault.  You've killed us.  You've led us to where we are.  I'm still trying. Like I did.  Like I am.  Like I still am.  Alone.