Yes George run to your work
hide behind your painting
I've come to tell you I am leaving because I thought you might care to know
Foolish of me because you care about nothing
I care about many things
Things
not people
People too
I cannot divide my feelings up as neatly as you
and I am not hiding behind my canvas
I am living in it
What you care for is yourself
I care for this painting
you will be in this painting
I am something you can use
I have thought you understood
Of course I understand that I left
that I am leaving
There is nothing I can say is there?
George there is
you could tell me not to go
say it to me
tell me not to go
tell me that you're hurt
tell me that you're relieved
tell me that you're bored
anything
but don't assume I know
tell me what you feel
What I feel
you know exactly how I feel
why do you insist
you must hear the words
when you know I cannot give you words
not the ones you need
there's nothing to say
I cannot be what you want
What do you want George
I needed you and you left
There was no room for me
You will not accept who I am
I am what I do
which you knew
which you always knew
which I thought you were a part of
you are complete George
you are your own
we do not belong together
you are complete George
you all alone
I am unfinished
I am diminished
with or without you
we do not belong together
and we should have belonged together
wat made it so right
together
what made it all wrong
no one is you George
there we agree
but others will too George
no one is you and no one can be
but no one is me George
no one is me
we do not belong together
and we'll never belong
you have a mission
a mission to see
I have one too George
and we we should have belonged together
I have to move on

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