Ask Me Before You Leave

There’s no reason I can offer, no grand truth to show,
Just a quiet, steady feeling, deeper than you’ll ever know.
All the moments that I gave you weren’t meant to make you stay,
They were gifts of who I am, in my own imperfect way.

If you choose to walk away now, with a heart already torn,
Know I held you close in silence from the second love was born.
Every tear that I’ve been hiding, every bruise I’ve tucked inside,
All were pieces of my loving you, too fragile for the world to find.

And before you take the final step, before goodbye takes hold,
There’s a single truth I’m begging you to hear before you go—

Ask me once, before you leave,
Why I gave you everything.
Though it seemed so small, unseen,
I was loving you with everything.
Every breath and every ache,
Love commanded every choice I made.
Listen once with open eyes,
And you’ll finally, truly realize.

Maybe all I’ve done seems worthless, maybe it was never clear,
But the quiet things I offered came from love that lived sincere.
I was reaching in the darkness just to place my heart in yours,
Even knowing you might leave me standing crying at the door.

And the world may say I’m foolish, that my heart was soft and blind,
But the truth is love will choose its own direction, own design.
Every step I walked beside you, every truth I tried to keep,
Was a vow I made in silence on the nights you fell asleep.

So before you let the distance cut the final thread we weave,
There is one thing left to ask me, one thing I beg you to believe—

Ask me once, before you leave,
Why I gave you everything.
Though it seemed so small, unseen,
I was loving you with everything.
Every breath and every ache,
Love commanded every choice I made.
Listen once with open eyes,
And you’ll finally, truly realize.

I never asked you for a promise, never begged you to remain,
Only wished you’d see the meaning woven deep inside the pain.
All I wanted was a question, just a whisper soft and true—
“Tell me why you loved this deeply, why you gave your heart so soon?”

If you asked, you’d hear the answer, carried softly on the wind:
“That I loved beyond my limits, even knowing how it ends.”
Take this truth before you wander, take it gently when you go—
I was trying not to lose you in the ways you’ll never know.

Ask me once, before you leave,
Why my heart refused to flee.
Though it hurts too much to speak,
Love was stronger, endlessly.
Maybe someday down the line,
You’ll remember this of mine—
That I gave you all of me,
With a love that asked for nothing free.