Her Notes, His Replies, Their Tree

her notes

let me go.
you ask me why i am the way i am,
but don't you know,
even the most azure skies turn into the darkest blues?

you ask me what is wrong with me,
but don't you see,
everyone is bleeding a dark dark red, and everything is lifeless, so, so dead;
they just hide so that you won't know,
while i, i don't.

let me go.

i've tried to understand,
i've asked in hope for answers.
but all that has happened,
was fights along the way,
and then you'd go back,
to being the same.

but i still haven't understood.

and it kills me, how you can go back to normal like that, just like how you should, like any other, normal person, would.

i'm sorry for not meeting the expectations.
but please, let me go.
i've tried to ask, i've tried to learn, i've tried to know.

but i don't want...to try anymore.
and one of these days, i won't even have the voice.
so please, just let, me, go.
i want to be alone.