Leaving, leaving.
Say goodbye for the last time,
darling.
An awkward hug.
Kiss on the cheek.
An understanding that this is it.
Pick up the suitcase with all you
have left.
Smudged mascara from the
tear I wouldn't let fall.
Thinking I'm strong by being
selfishly weak.
Hold a hand; steal a heart.
Take a ride down memory lane
to a time
a place
a girl
a boy.
Where everything,
everything felt infinate.
And it was.
Until the middle of the night.
A buzz on the nightstand -
your name on the screen.
A whispered hello.
A screaming goodbye.
And that's it.
That's all.
Left; shattered; empty.
But now I can't just give up.
Sit back, relax, watch
us fall apart.
Because roses are red,
I start to feel blue,
when picturing
my life without you.
Don't board that plane.
Stay here.
Wake up
and realize that I love you.
Don't board that plane.
There's a whole world out there,
but my world is right here -
trying to be
leaving, leaving.
Don't say goodbye for the last time,
darling.
A hug.
A kiss on the cheek.
Please understand that this can't be it.
Put down the suitcase with all
you have left.
Because you are all I have left.