maybe these words
the tips of your fingers left
are the words i etched on my tomb
the day you said
i am just no one else

in this cage we're forced
to fold our wings
in this love we chose not to grow
and fall all over again

if you want me to stay,
make me want you,
need you,
make me obsessed with all that you are,
and with all that you do.


if you want me to stay
make yourself the air that i breath,
make me love you, sweetheart
and i'll stay.

i will stay.