Sadly, there’s no me without you Not a single flower will bloom. Lost in the past Moving too fast. An imperfect match But I still unlock the latch. Too short and too long Life spent among the throng. No options give me you So, what am I supposed to do? Stuck on the idea of us So much so that I can’t see who to trust. Relinquish me Please let me be I can’t say no And I don’t want you to go. But you’re not good for my being The fantasies are no longer freeing.
I have no notion of loving people by halves,
It’s not in my nature. -Jane Austen