I Would Have Stayed...

I'm sorry if this sounds bad
or stupid, or all the things
you tell me I shouldn't be. I
can't help wondering, even
now, if I should turn round
and go back. It would be so
easy to slip back in the way
I came, climb into bed, and
pretend that I'm all right.

But you know I can't do that.
I've pretended for 18 long years
and I'm sick of being someone
I'm not. So now I'm running,
running away, leaving you with
the memories of the daughter
you once had. This note may
confuse you, but it's all I can
say.

I would have stayed ...

... if you hadn't driven me away.