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