Do

If I can tell you how empty my heart will get
And explain that the missing won’t even be the worst
It’ll be the one glass being not there to cheer with
It’ll be the shadow of memories during every day
It’ll be the inability to heal from this sort of tragedy

But, If I imagine your feelings, crawling continuously
Scratching with blunt nails at the softness of your heart
From the moment you brush your teeth in the morning
Lasting deep into your long nights of lying awake alone
I can only imagine the tentative torture of time passing

But I want to tell you to not, don’t leave us
Think about the amount of tears that will flow
How can they measure up to an act like your plan
Are we, bystanders, friends, family, selfish now
To not let you make your own decisions

Don’t
But if not doing it because we said so
Forces you into a life of torment
Then, maybe I must step aside
And say, with an already empty heart
Do