31 of 365. Don’t Make Me Believe – Charlene Kaye
If I fall, would you follow behind?
Would I want those roaming eyes for mine?
Tell me, if you were free
Would desire still reach this degree?
Don’t make me believe
If you don’t believe it
Don’t make me weep
If you ain’t worth keeping
Don’t hang me from the highest rung
If you never plan to come…