Can't go thru another year tryin to convince you that what I said was there isn't there anymore because when I told you it was there you wanted to move away from being here... with me... I can't let that happen... I barely survived...and so did my pride. As I can see myself again in that fetal position, ashamed of my love inflicted condition, presenting me with awkward addition: Tell you more + let you know = one Me standing by myself. Love is less, help is none. See what all is at stake? So I can't, just can't make, the same mistake....again.