If given the chance

You would leave me behind

Not a slight backward glance

Nor a note left to find.

Should opportunity arise

You’d desert me again

Leave my watering eyes

Spilling into my hand.

When the option appears

You know you won’t stay

Confirm all my fears

By you leaving this way.

You’ve always been free to follow your heart

But if I’m not included it’s best we now part.