The Notion of Leaving

I entertain the notion of leaving For a day or for a year Is really no matter to me The idea of a wandering star entertains me Orbiting your thoughts But never quite landing Or at least not long enough To hold your attention Or your hand Until the day That you notice your satellite missing And you look up Only to find me Next to you I entertain the notion of leaving And never coming back To see the sea and smell the ocean Watch blue skies turn to black The thought of sadness intrigues me Much as pain is for fun I’d like to see someone mourn me As a friend, a brother, a son I entertain the notion of leaving Perhaps just for these words I entertain the thought of you reading them The things you wish you hadn’t heard The music builds to a crescendo And I wish I could make up my mind I wish I could do what I want to do And leave no trace left behind I wish that no one would miss me As I wish the whole world would The thought of being alone scares me Much more than thoughts of death could No, I shall not go today But who knows what tomorrow may bring I doubt it will bring you back to me But I guess I’ll just wait and see