Dawson Tales

the fear, i say
is what i so badly want to go away
im scared of your tears,
that wash away the memories of our years
together, that we spent hand in hand
makes me have a panic attack when realising the plan
i ache, i cry and i ponder
about why i even bother
about what it might do to you
while i suffer with you having no clue
i wanna learn from my mistake
that might just cause me to break
into a thousand pieces from the applied presure
which is just to great to measure
dont tell me im wrong
for im the one who knows the song
that you sing at night
when know one knows what you might
just do to yourself
when others look at something else
i beg, i plead and i get down on my knee
screaming, "what did i do to make you flee?
and ruin my happiness and joy!"
that i so badly didnt want to be spoilt.
can i just ask you one last thing?
please, as long as you love me, dont take off that ring.