You’re about to leave,
and I feel like I can’t breathe.
I don’t know how to say goodbye,
not when you’re all that’s left in my life.
Can you stay just one more day?
Can I hold you just one more hour?
You’re walking out the door,
I’m in pieces on the floor
Please don’t leave me yet,
say you haven’t left
— MK Ireland #146 : the distance it kills me