Come Up to Meet You

If I told you that I was sorry,
Would you ever forgive me?

Words of love aren't what I need,
What I need is to no longer bleed.

If I told you that it was easy,
Would you come back for me?

Instead of leaving me in parts,
Consider our binding hearts.

If you tell me you love me,
I'd be all you want me to be.

Or when you tell me your leaving,
I'll have to check if I'm still breathing.

I'll come up to meet you,
Tell you that I'm sorry,
Whatever you do,
Whatever you say to me.

You can love me always,
Or curse my upcoming days.

You can haunt me like a ghost,
Or love me for this false host.

You could ask me if I'm okay,
Kiss the blues away,
Make me feel alive and free,
When you're there beside me.

Or you could go,
Leave my heart low.

Leave me crying,
No need to be trying.

Leave me bleeding,
Always wanting, needing.

Maybe you'd come back,
When you see my world, black.

You'd come up to meet me,
Tell me that you're sorry,
And how if you could,
You would have understood.

And history would repeat itself,
Only you'd be the sorry one.

Love is a game damaging to the health,
But I know it to be better than feeling done.

So if I come up to meet you,
And tell you that I'm so sorry.

Accept what I say and do,
For this, my dear, is all of me.

And this is for you.

My heart on a plate.

All I've been through.

All I love and hate.

Love me for me,
Or hate me always.

For I will always be,
Be this for my last days.

But I'll come up to meet you,
And I'll tell you I'm okay,
If you like it I could tell you,
That I'll need you today.

And that without you,
My skies are never blue.

So when I come up to meet you, my dear,
Know that your angel will always be near,
For you're who brightens my atmosphere,
Which is why, when in doubt, I'll be here.

And soon enough, I'll come up to meet you,
Telling you that I will always be sorry.

Through and through,
For what I used to be.