As I turn to leave,
Whimpers of desperation travel
It's ripping me apart
You make it hard to let you go.
You beg for me
Confess your love and yet
Cold heartedly I ignore you sit and suffer
I walk away while you question me
You ask if I love you or ever did,
I never have, I want to say, but
In the end
I can't say no.
And I stay.
I'd rather be alone
But you get too close,
You make it hard to let you go.
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