Where are you?
Did you leave?
Are you dead?

I miss you already, only knowing of your absence for mere minutes.
Your song slowly fading, i fear it will leave me entirely.

I went blind for you, you repaid me with sour notifications.
A song so beautiful yet so dead, i live without you now.

You told me when night began, and day would end.
repetitive, rooster like, and oh so foul.

Yet i cannot, shall not, live without it.
It is and always will be a part of me.

Where are you?
Did you leave?
Are you dead?

I miss you still, though years have past.
replacements are stagnantly vile, and fluid as venom.

Let the birds chirp and the frogs croak.
i only want my cricket by me side, singing its idle, slowly fast, and perpetual song.

The others hate me for my lack of love affairs.
but i love you to much to hate them back.

I am beginning to hate what you and I've become.
though you left, you are more apart of me than your own.

Where are you?
Did you leave?
Are you dead?

its been decades now, yet your song still rings.
I've heard what really happened, but now its to late.

You were my only cage, bars made of wing and leg.
scratch your back to sooth me sadness.

I know why you are gone, and i can only say I'm destroyed.
Why you ran? Why you died? Why you still haunt me with your love.

My hate for myself replaced with hate for you.
i enjoy nothing but your song, and now i am alone.

Where are you?
I don't know.

Did you leave?
I don't care.

Are you dead?
I don't want to talk about it.