Your Choice
When you pull away from me
I get scared and I want to stop you
When you go away from me
I feel sad and like we’re through
I know I have to let you fly
I know you need your space to be a man
I know that without you I will not die
I know I must go inside and make other plans
I miss you and the look upon your face
I miss your laughter and your voice
Your smell disappears without a trace
If you come back to me, it’s still your choice
®2-03-2013
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