If you loved me why would you do this
Leave me out to die, for I'm not to miss.
I bend and fold under the pressure of this weight,
The face of mine, The face of hate.
If I truly were your star my light has gone out,
You never loved me, like I you, No doubt.
I wilt away a flower caught in a cold wind,
Was it me who was wrong, Was it me who sinned?
I fade away, a shadow in the sun,
My poem has ended, it is now done.
But if you hear my voice on the breeze,
Remember its me, the unwanted among the leaves.
I will still love you even through pain,
I say farewell to you my love, though no love will it gain