I wanted to follow you this morning,wanted to know where you went in the early hours and why you weren't there when I left.
I didn't though.
Not just cause it wasn't my business,not just cause you may be mad if I did.
Because I didn't know if I could handle where you went.
You never told me where you went but I had an idea and if it was what I thought it was,I couldn't handle how you would look.
It would drive me mad.
