I haven't seen you in a while...
When I do... I should just tell you to leave...
I know where we lead...
Yet we'll just do this time and again....
The good never gets old...
When I'm with you , I can't tell you to go..
This is all that I want...
Just to be with you here in our moments...
it only hurts when you go..
Like that sting of a band aid on my skin. ..
just once and it's done...
To tell you to leave would be more like a slow constant seeping of my heart fading out...
A bottomless ache in my soul. ..

So I'll just do this time and again with you. ..the sting is better than the ache...

E.J.M.