Reflection Of The World

Flight From Love

If I were to go
What would you do?
If I were to flee
Would you go with me?
Rather send me away in fleeting angst
Push me away make it easier for me not to stay
Alone more so than ever
What would there be to come back to?
Would you care?
Are you more content in holding in feelings that I'd longed to bare?
It is as if consuming fears of not being missed haunts me
Whilst such feelings fill my soul
I find myself losing control
In someone anew you'd find
I find myself being replaced
Contours of imperfection along my solemn being
Drifting away along a coach plane
If you saw me again it'd merely be the will of fate