I Only kill myself In Small Amounts

(Dedicated to Adaptarella).

I'll take a step back, and try to relax — I won't try to push for you to react.

I won't interfere, just merely be there — to watch you leave when your breath disappears.

I'll be strong, all along, while you're traveling on — I won't cry if you don't, I won't sing you a song.

In silence I'll wait — for your heavenly gate.

And I promise I'll dance in the rain at your wake.