I wish you were lost,
I wish you were blind!
I wish you were sick,
And hurting inside!
I wish you would hate,
I wish you had no passion!
I wish you were cold,
I wish you would cry!
I wish you would just stop breathing,
Go curl up and die!
If you were lost, I would surely find you.
If you were blind, I could open your eyes.
If you were sick, I would stay by your side.
If you hurt inside, I would bandage you with my heart.
If you were full of hate, I could teach you to love.
If you ran out of passion, I would be your inspiration.
If you started to cry, I could dry your tears.
If you went cold, I would hold your hands.
If you stopped breathing, I would kiss your lips.
And when you curl up to die, I will be your life.
But you are none of these things,
Not dead, not cold, not sick.
All you are to me darling,
Is simply perfect…