I beg

Tied to you.
So tied to you.
I find my joy
and it's real.
Then I think of you,
and then nothing matters
but you.
It happens again
and again
and again.
I love you
and so I'm tied.
And so be it.

Be with her.
Or forget her.
Or just love her in peace.
Or find somebody else.
Unlock your door.
Find your peace.
Free yourself.
Put out the fire.
Sail away.
Live, because
I want to live.