My Muse Redux

Stop leaving me.

I didn't mean to frighten you away.
Whatever did I do to make you look at me that way?

It's not what I said, because you gave me the words.
It's not what I did, because you simply can't be hurt.

Stop leaving me.

I don't know how it happened, but it's a price I cannot pay.
No matter what you take from me, this is something I cannot say.

It's not how I reacted, you knew that's who I am.
It's not what I retracted, something which you'd never stand.

Stop leaving me.

I poured myself and I all was for you.
I bled on pages, look what you made me do.

It's not that I tire, for the chase has made it fun.
It's not that I am searching, in your my only one.

Stop leaving me.

I've come for you once, twice, thrice.
And I'll hunt you down again tonight.

It's not so much the sorrow, but yet there still is pain.
It's not just every time we try, it still never feels the same.

Stop leaving me and I'll take you back - for better or worse.