Don't go

I'm back, with a fear.

This one's more real than most of them.

Because I've experienced it before.

That's not how confronting your fears usually works though.

Typically you conquer them after you experience them.

But this one is different.

I don't want to experience it again.

And I'm terrified that I will.

"Was it my fault that I meant, every single word I said?
When it told you it was not the end

And if everything goes wrong, I hope we can get along
If I lost you I would lose my best friend"

I really regret how I handled it the first time.

I think about it most days, and it hurts.

And I don't ever want to feel that again.

So please.

 Don't go.

Cause I couldn't stand to see our love just decompose.