The Achilles To Your Patroclus

I am just as guilty As Achilles's pride For the loss of his Patroclus My ignorance Has kill us And damaged you I won't ask for forgiveness Just a simple plea, That will you live A happier life Surrounded with people That make you happier Than when you were with me Those who will shower you With thoughts and eyes And tears And understand When I could not see the clock Or your thoughts Or your tears It wasn't pride that killed us It was my blindness Who killed you