You say you are a week away.
It seems to me in different ways.
The days go by, I am missing you.
You don’t miss me, I know it’s true.
I know you’re now miles away
And you said it was only days.
You’re goin away.
You should stay.
You spend another day in there.
Forgetting me in everyway.
What is dying?
If living is dying it means nothing.
When living is nothing whats dying and when you die?
When you die if you don’t live?
Whats living, where you are, when you are, where in time?
Oh, if I could only make you feel as you do for him, for me.