I think I believe that life owes you not leaving me. Because it never crosses my mind and the moment it does, I shut it down. But in a world where there's no sense of control of what can cross my path the first thing that gets thrown at me are your words of goodbye. You've found a place to cast me away. And I sit there in a panic. Compromising my needs and wants for you to stay at least one more day.
What am i going to do the day you set me free?
or have you already?
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