it's not that i enjoy
the misery
it's not that i
revel in my pain
i stay because
if i leave
i know you won't
come after me

you say you
are empty
let me fill you
a part of you
was mine before
is it possible that
i can have
a wee bit more?

i can't slow down
time is not a
luxury i'm allowed
to play with
i have weighed things
i've over analyzed,
over thought, second guessed
i'm done with that
thank you for letting me feel

you can't hurt me
more than i've
already agonized
over the idea
of losing you
pathetic as it may seem
i'm more scared
to give you up
than to just give in,
let all this go

i do not know
where we would
end up to
where this would
eventually lead us

just this once
i will not care