given and taken hope

Who's that broken soul trynna catch a glimpse of hope in the grave he dug himself Is he still alive? His shoes are clean and new and his car was gifted too still he looks more poor than I. Should I've let him be untouched? Was what I did to care too much? They've never seen our story they just tried to make one up. Well, alright if we both tried it I would've melted in our touch. Am I the fool for holding on? Well I guess we should move on. Disconnected from your touch we're too miserable to love. And all the time I've forced your love... I've become your fear from such. Such a pity... All we wanted was us. You want me to be happy, really? Then why are you leaving our path? He never felt secure and steady and all he knew was how to leave. Well of course you weren't ready who would've guessed? Do you feel relieved? Who's that broken soul trynna fix what long is gone with the tools that aren't meant for inner peace? No matter what I give just to prove all of my love he was scared to take my hand and thought it's fake. Should I help him now or leave him? A shattered soul is hart to fix. What if I pull him up to me? And what if he pulls me down to him? Such a pity...