If only I could tell you how
None of this ever meant any thing to me.
How there would be no talk of how
Much I care for you and would miss you
Because, if I could speak plainly to you
Which I know I can always do with you
If you truly really left me
I think that things would be for the better
That way we wouldn’t have
So many things left unsaid
And then neither of us would have to mope
And complain about the oh
So many memories
That would only be a burden to both of us.
In the long run there really was nothing
You and I could have shared
And if I had ever delusioned myself into thinking
So, well…. Now I think that you should
Only know that I believe and
Firmly agree with your first decision. Neither
Of us need to feel this way. I really
Understand the choice you’ll make
And I think you should just make it now
It’s not like it’s guaranteed we’d be happy
Could you really know
What happens in the future? Most likely
we’d have had a falling off, there’s no question of
How much I care for you
Because it is none, it’s a frivolity. Nothing
Could have possibly formed over these days
Really, I wish I could to tell you but
I feel like I’m wasting my breath on this and
words, too. You may be willing to work for this but
I won’t. But, truthfully I want you to
know my feelings in advance, so that
you don’t think that I want you to
Stay with me and be happy.
Nothing could be better for us than the end.
Both you and I know it.