Subtraction

It's a little bit like heaven when you leave and don't come back. you're that little bit of leaven and you push me off the track break the rhythm of my breathing, slam the doors across my mind I anticipate your leaving don't leave anything behind Here's your petty peeves and worries here's your chicken and your egg, here's your foolish fancy flurries and the way you like to beg for attention and distraction 'till the world is turning blue you're my favorite for subtraction... take away the me from you!