121. See I thought love was black and white, that it was wrong or it was right, but you ain’t leaving without a fight..

..but something told me to run and honey you know me it’s all or none..

There were sounds in my head,
little voices whispering that I should go and this should end,
oh and I found myself listening

But I dont know who I am, who I am without you –
all I know is that I should
And I don’t know if I could stand another hand upon you –
all I know is that I should..
’Cos she will love you more than I could, she who dares to stand where I stood..