Debating the reasons to leave

If we go now, we'll never get it
the bloodrush higher than the needle
piercing the skin

If we go now, I'll never feel him
the pale arms, tattooed and frail
grasping my skin

If we go now, life has no meaing
the night, a failure
destitute I will leave

If we go now, I will cry
the bus will hear my mourning
cursing you for the opportunity missed.