like i need you.

yeah.
so you decided to walk out on me.
after years of being together,
and ranting about how perfect we are,
to anyone who was ready to listen.

u came to me with little or nothing..
i gave u all that i could.
in return,
you taught me...... .

i now realize why you made this scrapbook.
with all our stuff in it.
not so that you can flip through our good times..
but so i can weep holding that book.
not because i need you anymore..
but because the child we're holding in those pictures does.

you came to me with little or nothing,
i gave you all that i could..
in return,
you taught me...... .

like the images in his picture books,
you are now the picture parent,
in the storybook of his life.. written by me.
he's already begun pointing at your pictures,
wanting to know where you are...
he waits expectantly for an answer,
that's non-existent.

your departure couldn't have been better planned.
running away like that..
but i have a right to know. i do.
did you just wanna get away from me,
or was there another.. ...?

those wounds, those scars,
on you, that i helped heal..
are reopening on me..

you came to me with little or nothing.
i gave you all that i could...
in return,
you taught me..... .

at times i did wonder,
about whether he loved you more....
but now it kills to know.
he sits in your chair
and sleeps on your side of the bed.
coming to me only if he hears me sob.

i hope that you're happy.
after all this....
and don't come back.
because.
you came to me with little or nothing,
i gave you all that i could.
in return, you did me a favour.
you taught me...

how never. to love again.

.