Leave

I've learned what's to come of these relationships... Your never knowing. You don't know if you love me... Don't know if you can leave me... But in the mean time it's really not fair.

Cause I'm standing somewhere in the middle as you try to decide and all your doing is dragging out the heartache for me. I can deal if you leave me. But what I can't do is pretend that everything is okay while you're still here. While I know you don't know what you want anymore.

I hear you say it everyday... You want to know if you should leave me. All the while I'm shattering and trying not to show it. If you have to go, just go. Get out. I can't collect the broken pieces if you're still deciding.

I just can't.

I need you to leave as much as it hurts. If you don't leave then I'm going to break down because of all your verbal abuse. You can't find a way out.

You don't know if you love me. But you don't know if you can let me go either. All the while I'm drowning in my heartache.

So leave. Don't worry about me or my heart. Can't you see? It doesn't matter what you say anymore. It just doesn't matter. You're going to break me down either way.

You'll break my heart no matter which way you choose to go.

So if you leave I can fix all of this. It will almost be a relief, but not quite because of the pieces of my heart on the floor where you left. But you staying her is killing me slowly.

Softly.

I can't stand this torture anymore. So please end it for both of us and just... leave. It's all right. I'll be fine. Don't worry about me. Don't worry about my heart. Take it all and leave.

But when you do...

Please...

Leave the pieces of my broken heart...

a/n: review... as always...