You don't know
How badly I want to go.
I wish you could see
Because you'd do this, too.
I know what you're doing,
I know why you do it.
I get it.I want you to know:
This elegy I'm writing,
It's for me
Because I know
I'll be gone.But I've got to be careful,
Or you'll be doing this, too.
I wish I had the courage
To tell you straight-on.
I wish I had a voice,
To help with your choice.
I want you near,
So I can push you off
Before I choose the latter,
For when I won't be here.I really just want to say
That I really want you to stay
So it looks like I'm going to have to.Written 12-7-18
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