Scared Of Leaving

As if every tattoo has its own meaning

Maybe a day is just another passing

A person is just another soul walking

And we’re just something as much as we’re nothing

But why does it hurt thinking

That you and I would stop kissing

Like I keep forgetting I was once living

Before your existing

In my life I was wondering

If we could be a queen and a king

And you offered me everything

And since then I’m nothing

Without your grace following

And my head is spinning

Thinking of days coming

I am scared of dying

Not because of the lights dimming

But because I’m not seeing

Or not hearing

Because maybe you’re crying

But I’m just still, staying

Quiet, not feeling

I’m scared of you hurting

And of me not helping

Of me losing

You, my most beautiful thing

What should I be doing

If I were really going

Would you stay smiling 

Or would your eyes be turning

White and soulless tearing

For my disappearing

For the life we’re having

Will be the thing we’re remembering

Instead of the thing we’re living

And I’m scared of leaving

If I don’t know when I’m coming

Back to my most beautiful thing