I Have To Leave

The thought of you without me scares me.

What will you do when I am not around,

guiding your confused soul to a path?

Comforting your uneasy being,

believing and trusting you?

You hate to admit

how much you care.

Because I am a distraction.

I am the loose dynamite that destroys everything I touch.

I am toxic, even though I am holy water.

When we were together 

it was magic. 

I made you laugh,

you made me feel protected.

But you were too serious

and I was too immature.

Still life was happier and less chaotic.

I have to leave,

realising that you don’t need me. 

Not like you used to.

The sparkles are all finished up

and it hurts to be close and feel no love.

I am tired.

I need more love.

I need more love.