I am dying without you
Unable to breathe
Weak
Frail
Empty

I've gotten pretty good
At killing myself
Slowly
So slowly ~ she doesn't even notice

I can't help
To think of you
To think that you
Would have known
I was dying
Before I did

Can't shake the feeling
That while you kissed
The spaces that are new
As your tongue traced
The empty
Where there was full
That you would stop this
That you would ~ without knowing
End this torturous
Non-death I am living
Without you