all my days spent
i'm at my wits end;
struggling to love
or to leave a friend

the days go by
like a storm in the night; unnoticed

i can cut you out
like a cancer
consuming my heart

but that doesn't mean
i'll forget you
and everything you are

in my time away
i've been thinking
if love is love
why am i sinking
under the weight
of loving him

it's kinda sad now really,
that such a fleeting feeling,
can mean so much the moment that it fades

and i'm really quite agreeing,
to the words that could be meaning,
that it's up to me whether I choose to go or stay