by the time it takes
to turn the key
will you still be with me
I'm wondering how long
will it take for you to
fall back into what you
used to do when you
ran away to be with me
you left behind someone
who misses you dearly
I don't want to be
the next one you leave
don't want to be duped
into believing you'll stay
felt this bitter root
expectancy the day
before you left wrote
it down in one breath