Leave.

Leave, they said,

And in their eyes,

They wrote pages for me,

Books and libraries,

They wrote guilt for me,

They wrote for me reasons,

Leave, they said,

And in their whispers,

They spoke to me of tomorrow,

They drew,

And in pictures, they drew tomorrow,

And for my eyes,

They colored ever page in black,

For me, they covered every window,

In pages, and pictures,

Of tomorrow and reasons,

Leave, they said,

And all I heart,

Was my heart.

Whispering,

Drawing,

Sketching,

Echoing,

Singing,

Dancing,

Laughing,

Smiling,

And jiving,

At every sight of you,

My heart spoke to me,

It showed me,

Of colors that made you,

Of words, never written before,

Words that made you,

My heart,

Blinded my eyes,

And just kept on,

Loving you.