i can't see you as all the things that you have claimed to be
and i can't stand to hear you say the things you've said to me
"i should've called them back" - "i should have known from the start"
"i'm fucking useless" and other things that rip my heart apart

your existence shows me bees, it brings spring back to me
but it always feels so cold when i look in your despondent eyes
winter's in you, storms approaching, things that you can't see
"i don't trust you", "i thought you were someone else" - we are strangers

for safety. for safety i am leaving.
for you, so somber and deeply hurting.