Timeless Exsistance

Every word I say is another mistake to you.
Everything time I try, it's still another mistake
Even when I'm right, I'm still making mistakes.
Will you care about me, when I'm all done and thrown away like everyone else?
When I finally stop trying to please, and stop wearing my picture perfect smile?
Can I still call you, when I'm lonely?
Or will you pretend I have the wrong number?
I'll miss you, when I can't see you anymore.
Will you move onto another girl, pretend to care,
Then watch her when she's on the edge of the bridge, writing a poem?
I feel sorry for her, I hope she has more sense than I did.
But, did you mean it, when you said you'd die if I was gone?
Here's your chance.
Prove it, I'll be waiting.
Until tomorrow, or for eternity, no one knows.
I'm looking down, I could easily just drop my pen and jump,
But something's stopping me.
Maybe it's you.
Maybe it's the man mowing his lawn down the road.

I remember when we said 'forever.'
I guess that that means just until we're stuck.
I'm stuck now.
But I don't want to leave.
When you're stuck, you can't feel anything.
That feels good when all you've ever felt was loss and heartbreak and pain.
When I'm gone, I still will know heartbreak and loss and pain.
But I'll never be stuck again.
I wonder if in a thousand years you'll think about me.
Will there be a thousand years?
Or will everything just end, and will nothing exsist?
And if there is a thousand years will we come back?
Or just stay there, sleeping forever?
I'll miss you, despite how I feel now.
You were a good campanion, even though I still hate you at times.
You always stayed with me when I cried, even if I told you to leave.
Maybe this is a bad idea.
I guess it'll be my last regret or my biggest mistake.
Only time can tell if I made the right choice.