the will

i was away for a while
and i planned to leave you
yet when i came back
you were sticking around

i went up the sky
and planned to leave you there
yet when i landed
you came sticking around

and for a moment,
i am here
you are somewhere...far.
and i plan it to stay that way
yet you still seem to stick,
like a leech sucking my sanity.

let go..
please.
i'm losing my options here.
i need to live on without you.

let go.