Hope’s

When I’m gone, I hope you don’t change,

I hope you stay the same

I hope you sigh with relief that I’m no longer your headache.

I hope your dreams come true and your nightmares too

The ones where I’m gone

the ones where you could’ve saved my love for you

I hope you work hard and see our memories no where

I don’t want to torture you with my face in thin air.

I don’t want you to burn with the fire of one million sons

Or feel the weight I felt of 1 million tons

I hope you succeed and crave more triumphs

I hope you achieve, when the odds are against you

I hope you understand that I only wanted the best for us

But It was just a shame that my hopes were never tidy, but always a mess.