Just something I thought of.
Running away seems like a good idea...
But then I wouldn't have you.
I suppose it could be okay if I were near
But where would I be able to go?
Sometimes I just want to pack a bag,
Just the things I need,
Throw everything else on a pile of slag
Take the chance and leave.
Then I remember I'm nothing without you
Just an empty shell
You complete me, you know you do,
You know this all too well.
So I stay,
I talk it through
I spend each day