So high that when you fall you might just break.
So tired, oh God, your pity makes me sick!
Somehow your letter's missing 'I miss you's'.
Tongue-tied, you were never someone to talk to.

A compromise. When did we learn to be so wise?
I promise you I'll always wait for you.

That night, after you let the cat out.
You lied about the way you felt that night.
Somehow we both knew it was your call.
Tonight, in loving memory, I write.

Complication: I wish, I wish you'd die alone.