a bit sad innit

I want to know that you’re sorry.

I want to know that I haunt you and I want to know that you hate what you did.

I want to know you won’t do it again.

I want to know that you’ve been better since.

I want to know that you’ve been paying penance.

I want you to know that you didn’t get all my tricks and I’m happy I didn’t show you the best spots in the city cause you’d probably show another chick.

I want you to be humble, know it wasn’t necessarily you that pain’d me so.

Know it’s these patterns in my world, they steal the twinkle from my eye and the wrinkle in my nose.

I want to know that there was a lesson in you,

because I thought I saw something different in you.

I want to know I’m not easy to use.

I want to know you didn’t want to go walking in a cowards shoes.

I want to know you’re afraid of what karma will do to you.