In truth I wanted you to ask me to stay.
I wanted you to beg me not to go.
I needed to hear you say my name.
The depth of your love, I needed to know.
Reassurance of your devotion was essential in the easing of my vexation.
I waited palms upturned for the cool rain.
Yet dust swirled on clouds of disappointment and isolation.

So I took flight on the dry zephyr.
I Wandered aimlessly through crippled hopes and abated dreams.
Eschewing all that I had treasured, I traipsed through the bitterness.
I was abashed so by your remiss abhorrence.

In truth, I wanted you to ask me to stay.
I wanted you to beg me not to go.
I needed to hear you say my name.
The depth of your love I needed to know.

Soaring through all that was and all that was ended by your neglect, I found repose.
In my desperation to cast off what was mine I ended that which you had known.
The person that you had invented, is gone.
The individual whom you influenced so, has ceased to exist.
I renounced all you made me to be and attained fulfillment.

In truth, I wanted you to ask me to stay.
I wanted you to beg me not to go.
I needed to hear you say my name.
The depth of your love i needed to know.

Thorough searching of one's soul will find many things.
I did not know, when I took flight of you, my destination.
I discovered somewhere within myself the design.
So I took flight once more.
This time to much calmer shores and on the winds of chill reflection.
With this disposition I gathered to my breast the waters of the sky.

In truth, I wanted you to ask me to stay.
I wanted you to beg me not to go.
I needed to hear you say my name.
The depth of your love I needed to know.

I did not wish to stay.
I knew I needed to go.
I wanted you to endure as I.
I could not supplicate depth to my love.
I needed you to know, in truth.