I think I'll come back to you
But I need to know it first.
I need to know.
Know that you will finally stay instead of leave.
That you seek instead of hide.
That, finally, you will see rather than be blind.
How I feel isn't going away.
So don't treat me like I am.
But first I need to know that you won't either.
Jun 26, 2015
Jun 26, 2015 at 9:34 PM UTC
I think I'll come back to you
But I need to know it first.
I need to know.
Know that you will finally stay instead of leave.
That you seek instead of hide.
That, finally, you will see rather than be blind.
How I feel isn't going away.
So don't treat me like I am.
But first I need to know that you won't either.