We parted ways 2 months aback

And now I hear that you were always afar

You didn't want me, but chose me to break an heart

Like I was a flower that you walked on, like I was a blot

Sweetie, you said, and whispered in my ear

I chose to yearn till date for that spear 

Your apathy is what concerns me. 

Didn't wanna be another on your list

Hey, I can be better, I persist

It kills me that I beg

But boy, oh boy, I still starve for that catastrophe you caused in me

I chose you to be in my blues

And trust me, you made it bruised

All is still okay, But your apathy, oh you apathy is what concerns me