honey

This is not what i believe it is
i know i would never live in ease
Youre going to leave anyway
do i still have to remind you
That there will be no goodbye kiss?

i believe this is not what it should be
Id rather sit alone
under an apple tree
there will never be sweetness in us,
sweet like the taste of honey from bees

im nothing to you
and it goes the same way with me
lets leave each other alone
and throw into the ocean, our keys.


leave before i do