Don't bargain when you're weak

Stubbornly you're waiting for me,
but you've made a mistake.

Because I'm not coming for you,
The chariot does not come to the white knight,
I have not yet crossed the mountain before you,
and soon it will be dawn.

I'm not your vindication,
I'm the crack in your voice,
The soft, unending suffering.

But You.
You're my one and only.
If I try to forget you,
I just miss you more.
And since we've parted ways,
it was probably my fault. I see that.

Stubbornly, I'm waiting though.
Waiting for You.
And this is no mistake.

Because I see clearly now,
through enigmatic clouds and forshadowed suffering;
You're my one and only.
Why can't I replace you,
more and more I'm finding the will to try-
..maybe I was wrong?
..maybe I felt weak.

No.
While it's nice to know,

  where you will be,
  who you will talk to,
  what you'll be thinking, saying,

It's no longer my concern.
So thank you.
And may my hat come off to you.

I think I loved you at one point or another.