Please dont leave

In the past,
My friends have,
Come and,
Gone.

I can't just,
Stand here and,
Watch you walk,
Out of my life.

If I could,
I’d take you to a place,
Where you’d be happy,
But I can’t,
Maybe,
My dreams will make you,
A lot more happier.

I can't just,
Stand here and,
Watch you walk,
Out of my life.

Where would you go,
You can’t walk out expecting to die,
Who’d be my bubble wrap buddie?

I can't just,
Stand here and,
Watch you walk,
Out of my life.

Who’d run into walls,
With me,
Who’d laugh,
With me,
Who’d make you blush,
When I look at you,
So please don’t go.

I can't just,
Stand here and,
Watch you walk,
Out of my life.

© Becky Baillargeon 2009