When I ask you not to leave me I'm really saying sorry for getting too lost in your eyes and my head to notice you slipping away.

When I'm begging you to love me again I'm really scolding myself for letting the best thing in my life fall through the cracks I should've patched up a long, long time ago.

When I tell you I need you I'm really saying I wish I could turn back time and stop being so selfish so I could make you as happy as you deserve to be.

And when I tell you I'll be okay I'm really asking you to wrap your arms around me and whisper I love you in my ear until I don't even think in my own voice anymore.