The Things You said

You said to me in a memory why do I bother with you?
I said cause I love you and there's no one above you
Why would you cast me away?

You said to me there are plenty of fish in the sea
But why would I bother when your love is an ocean
Rolling and suffocating me.

So you went away and here I stayed
Hoping you'd come back to me
But you left me alone like an old broken home

For me there's no other
Not blood, breath or brother
Who will ever take your place

I will hold on to you in a memory or two
And think of you fondly sometimes
While drifting asleep, not awake but not deep

Because when you don't love me back
It goes under attack
And longing is what's taken it's place.