Go.
Go if you must.
But I so wish that you stayed..
Ain't the first time I've loved and lost
Nor the first time ; being betrayed.
The walls will come up again as they were
Another impetuous pallisade
Go on
Go, if you must.
But I so wish that you stayed.
If the world were a ball of glass
Its only so long before it acquires a crack
It seems detachment is the operative word.
A virtue I seem to thoroughly lack
As you go,
You take away a piece of me,
and I will worry for I am afraid,
If the world were a ball of glass
Its only so long before it acquires a crack
It seems detachment is the operative word.
A virtue I seem to thoroughly lack
As you go,
You take away a piece of me,
and I will worry for I am afraid,
But really, go on
Go,
If you must.
If you must.
While I stand, wishing that you stayed.
