They were right when they told me that you’ll leave.
You left.
We have had the best time together. At least I did. And now watching you go was difficult.
Maybe we could have tried.
Tried to make it work out.
But, you didn’t even give me a chance.
You left.
Untold.
Come back!
I will shout.
I will throw away things.
I want you back.
Come back to me.
Don’t leave me like that and go..
You have seen me through all phases
You know how to handle me
I don’t know why I am doing this repetitive rant
But, but, but , please
I beg of you
Don’t go.