You do not miss me
I hate that conclusion
But life is just conclusions and
Dead ends and sparked beginnings
False hope that no-one is winning

That's my problem
I love you, because you're there
And I love you for who you are
You love me for who I was before she died

I wasn't insane
That word haunts me now
It makes me so conscious
Aware that my actions hurt others
But others drive me to act
Tell my friends I hate you
When in reality I'm just suspicious