Let It Be

What if I left you. What would happen?
What would you do? How would it happen?
Would you cry? Would you still love me?
Would you sigh and just let it be?
The thought hits me when I think about your actions.
I see what you are doing, and these aren't just captions.
Not some text in a picture that means nothing,
But my life your hands, you actually mean something.
How would I live without your love and care?
I still don't know, but this is getting unfair.
You treat me like any guy, any other friend.
I thought we were more. This is coming to a long end.
It reminds me how we were at the start.
Both of us loving with all our heart.
Look at us now. Look at me now.
Look at me.
You obviously are blind not to see,
the pain that is barely escaping me.
Wanting out, but I try and hold strong,
thinking maybe you will notice, but realizing I don't belong.
You don't need me. You only need your friends.
You just can't see. I'm not pretend.
I'm right here. Love me,
look at me, and see,
the pain inside, you just let it be.