One of many options, could this really be? Just a stepping stone to you, a pretty pebble you toss to sea? If I truly remove myself from the equation, and narrow your choice, I wonder if I ever again will hear your voice. Is it true? I was just a passing concubine to you? Just a piece of flesh for you to conquer and devour? Suckling everything within me pure and sweet, leaving me disposed and sour. I gave you my truth, I gave you me. However a foolish young girl is what you see. I take my affections and I take my pride, And cried within my hands , because your lust for me has died. Like a niave child, I take less then I deserve. So open your eyes, and see the purest verision of me I reserve. I don't want your mountaine of gold! Its your brillant mind that has me sold. My love, you are my everything and more, but your distance leaves me aching to the core. I feel you gently slipping away, Preparing me for the day, you say you can't stay. You will never know how you slowly broke my heart, you will never know I loved you from the start. If you choose to drift away from me, I will just be that pebble lost at sea, promising to disappear from you silently and entirely.