blame the trains and their drivers

don't go. don't go. don't go.
i won't.
but it's only because you asked me so nicely. i wonder what you would do if i threatened to leave forever.
what would you do for me then?
writing in the sky captures your attention.
"will you marry me?"
did you do that for me?
so what if i didn't.
then i'll cry.


i'm leaving.
don't go. don't go. don't go.