"Why, my love, are we so weird?"

Prologue
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"Are you crying? because I am"
"Yes, I think my heart just broke a little"
"Love you"
"Love you too..."

I used to cry myself to sleep...
I don't anymore.

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I want to know what happened,
What's going on in your head.

I want to know how you justify the things that you say,
the things that you do,
the weed you smoke.

Where did all this come from?
I want to slap you, shake you, hug you, kiss you.

I said if you chose my I’d never leave you-
So you left me…
For what?
Better comfort.
Less questions.
More ways to ruin yourself.

Was it because you knew I wouldn’t let you?
That I’d do anything I could to keep that blade from your skin,
Those pills from your hands,
I couldn’t see you hurt more, just to get rid of the pain.

But you said I was worse,
Worse than your fucking mother,
With all the things I tried to do,
To protect you,
From yourself.