Trust me
when I say
That you will
miss me!
You will
miss that broken heart
That fell
in love with you,
That was
faithful to you.
You will
miss those weary eyes
That shed
tears for you.
You will
miss those kind hands
That cooked
your meal every day.
You will
miss that baby face
That brought
light into the
Blasphemous
sick heart of yours.
You will
miss that silly stupid girl
That made a
man out of you.
That’s true.
You were not one;
Not a
decent enough one.
That bloody
day I met you!
Nor would you
be one
When I am
no longer with you.
Trust me when I say
That you will
miss me.
Every time
you will look at her face,
You will miss me
And every
riddle,
You thought
you solved, in me.