I count the steps you take,
When you walk away,
And take my heart with.
I think you do, at least,
Cause the void that's in my chest.
Couldn't really be anything else.
The absence of you, of your smell,
Leaves me mad, leaves me depressed.
Oh, come back to me.
I'd rather take your indifference,
Than the heartbreak of your absence.
Please, do not leave.
My soul is scarred, your truancy burns.
At every footstep, my head turns.
Desperation, is this not?
Come back, come back soon.
Don't walk away, don't lengthen this June.
It kills me when you are gone.
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