I'll Go Too
By: Joi Maree Flowers
My eyes look to the left of me to see him
But disappointingly he's not there
(Hasn't been there in 14 days)
His side of the bed is as he left it
Made up and cold
(I thought that maybe he would return)
My hopes have given up on what
My wants wished to have
(So what do I do now)
My heart says call him to make it right
But my pride won't allow me to
(It's too late)
Better make up my side of the bed
And leave this place
(No sense in me staying either)
Because of him I'll never be able to let go if I don't go too
Away
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