Do you have to go?
Do you really?
What’s changed?
Is it me?
Is it you?
Or is it her, and her tiny fists, and her smile, and her flowery smell?
I’m not blaming you for anything.
I’m blaming myself for falling so deep,
When I know you won’t be there to catch me.
I want you back.
Back in my days.
Back in my nights.
I never want you to go.
No, I NEVER WANT YOU TO GO.
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