Before I met you I was me, but not the me I knew I could be.
I’ve been telling you to go a lot lately. You want to sleep? Go. Sleep is important. You want to get off the phone? Go. Maybe someone else wants to call me. You want to change school? Go. It’s not like I’m basing my choice of school on where you’re studying. You want to fool around? Go. I’m not your girlfriend. Go. Do what you want. I won’t stop you or hold you back. All I do wish is for you to say you want to stay, even if I tell you to go.