You should have done better

You should have done better. 

No, fuck that voice that says: 

“oh, I’m being entitled”. 

You should have done better. 

You should have struggled a little. 

Or you shouldn’t have lied. 

You should have looked back. 

Or you should have watched me die. 

You should have needed me. 

Just a little like I needed you. 

We didn’t need to cling to each other, but 

you dropped me like a toy you’d grown bored 

with. 

Either you never felt what we said. 

Or you ran harder than I ever could. 

But you should have done better. 

I shouldn’t have been the only one bleeding. 

I shouldn’t have been the only one left behind. 

Maybe it was never going to work. 

But fucking hell, you could have regretted it. 

I hate you for not regretting it.