You don’t love?
Are you blind?
I’m a star burning brilliantly after all
You don’t love me?
I’ve been here for you but I don’t matter now that new opportunities shine on your bleak horizon.
We don’t fit?
I am the missing jigsaw piece of your heart.
You love me?
But you want to leave when we could have it all.
I am desolate but always full of hope. I will be fine. You will always be a wanderer.