If i stay,
Will you hold my hand?
Will you actually listen?
Will you understand?
If i go,
Will you bleed because of me?
Will you feel the absence of my well-being?
I dont know.
Would you leave?
Would you be okay,
Wearing your heart on your sleeves?
You dont miss me yet.
I warned you, dont forget.
The memories playing over and over until your dead.
Me, sprawled out on your bed.
You mustve spaced out really bad again.
Please dont look at me like that.
"Going over everything we had."