Aha.
grammar, she writes...

I want to be there when you cry
i want to hold each tear that slips...

I don't love you
i never did...

Every moment spent thinking,
Is realization of me without you...

This might be the last
this might, this might be the last...

Seeping into that dark chasm
we spoke of, long ago...

Step to the left, will you step right
as to follow my lead...

Gripping soul and ripping from body, firm
peeling apart tissue attached...

I feel sick because
who am i to feel this way...

It's that awkward way about you
your cool style, random outbursts...

I fantasize about hanging myself in the shower
i'm not afraid to die...

Darling, you may know it to be true
but i love you, and only you...