The Blackest Hole

I understand people change, but don't miss out on this chance. You have to find yourself, and that's exactly where you'll find me. I'd survive with or without you, but what would that prove? Nothing. I just want to see you smile, like you used to.

You try so hard to build the darkest room, in the darkest house, and dwell on the darkest hour. You might spend a day in the light, but you'll always race back to the blackest hole, where you mourn the loss of something you've never had.
But why? I can't seem to understand your reason. I've spent time in the darkness, but I always come back to the brightest smile. It feels amazing to laugh, to love the life you walk, it's everything you try not to be. Happy? Is that what you fear away from? Please help me understand.
I've been mad, I've cried for you, I've tried for you, but you hide from me. Is this where we'll always be? I want to help you, I want to love you, I want to see you smile. But what's the point? What are you trying to prove?

Someday you'll see there's no reason to fear me, to hide from my. All I want to do
Is make you smile.
How horrible I must be.