Am I to cast all my friends aside,
That you may see my love true?
You cast me off as if I have died,
I wonder, is this my due?
You speak contempt, dashing all hope,
Scorning the love I share.
Leave me on the outside to cope,
I wonder, is that fair?
Am I to wait here, all alone,
Never knowing what was my wrong?
Yesterday you held me to your throne,
Now, where do I belong?
You turn your head and walk away,
Without even a goodbye.
Was I not worth time it would take to say,
Or could you not look me in the eye?
Do I not deserve a word in this,
Or would it just hang on your guilt?
If so, be this my good-bye kiss,
"I only spoke what I felt."
And after-drunkeness of soul
Succeeds the glory of the bowl -
An idle longing night and day
To dream my very life away