the end

You come late
You leave early
It’s almost like you don’t even want to see me
It’s as if  you’re actually happy, without me
But if you were so happy why would you avoid me
Why would my presence matter
Why would it affect you so much
Why would it cause you to come late and leave early
The parts of you I know are still there
I see it, in those moments you think no one’s watching
In those moments where you are your true self
In those moments you reveal all of this is just a facade
I guess it’s better you than I
I’m not strong enough to leave your side