I want to know what I’ve done wrong.
I want to know why you’ve left me like this … stranded here with no landmark in sight.
I need to understand why I’m wrong.
I have to know all this, because I want to know how to get you back.
The skies have never been darker, and the water has never been deeper.
I need you to be my light … my life-boat.
I need you to stop the blood that’s dribbling from these lines, like I need you to tell me that I’ll be fine.
I can only see the back of you now, and I know that no matter what I do
You’re not going to patch together the pieces of the broken person you’ve left behind.