Why do we lose people?
Why do we love them?
Even if they make us feel little
And aggressively break our stem
Why do we want to stay?
What makes us want to leave?
Is there really nothing to say?
You just... pack it all and leave?
It's hurting you, why aren't you letting go?
Because I love them this much
It's something you can't even know,
How much I'm longing for their touch
The reality I felt in them towards me
How can I just leave and let that be?
I can lose him, her, them and everyone.
But I can't and won't stop loving anyone.
