When I said
I hope you’re miserable without me,
I never really mean it…

I just wish that you feel empty
without me
so you realised what we had
is something real,
and something good,
and something worth fighting for…

I never really wish
you’ll be miserable
for all things in your life…

I’m sorry for everything
that happens to your family,
I really do…
I pray for strength, for miracle,
for God’s guidance throughout this mess…
I pray for humility, for faith,
for patience,
for what else is there for us to rely on?

I’m sorry for not being able to be there,
I’m sorry for I can’t be a shoulder to cry on…
It’ll just lead you to another confusion,
another struggle,
and that will make us two.