I packed my thoughts in quiet rows, A thousand times I tried to go, But every step feels like a crime, When I still hear your heart in mine. Your eyes, like anchors, pull me back, Soft with sorrow, edged with lack. I see the cracks you try to hide, Lonely wars you fight inside. I want to leave — my spirit pleads, To chase forgotten, distant needs, But every time I start to stray, Your silent hurt begs me to stay. I'm torn between my right to roam, And leaving you to break alone. Love shouldn't chain, love shouldn't bind, Yet here I stand — trapped by your mind. How cruel, this mercy in my chest To love you means to love unrest. I want to leave... I really do, But I can see — you need me too.