End 

 

You may go and I’ll watch with a heavy heart 

As I see you turn from where we were at the start 

 

I’ll be stood in this place where we were once stood close

Where our lips pressed together, where I held on to your clothes

 

I’ll remember the feel of the skin against mine 

Your breath in my ear , in my mind I’ve developed a shrine 

 

Is that alright for you? 

For me to stay and wait here, with a loaded gun 

You may not be the one to shoot it 

But without you I’m done ?

 

RR