"...when You leave, who will I be?" is it selfish to beg You to stay? who else can I look to for love and support? who else will encourage me and care? Yeah, Sure, I've got friends! But none that need me like You do...
I can't sit still, my mind clicks in, I need action, keep going or my emotional thoughts will begin. All the memories I try to forget, Hidden. Locked at the back. Banished from my head. Lazy days. Lead on depression.
What I can remember now, seems an emotional blur. I thought we were so old, seems so immature. Thought we were in love, looks like two best friends. Thought I was fulfilled, looks like I clung on.