"If you go away on a summer day, then you might as well take the sun away.
All the birds that flew in the summer sky when our love was new and our hearts were high.
When the day was young and the night was long, and the moon stood still for the night birds' song.
If you go away...
But if you stay, I'll make you a day like no day has been or will be again.
We'll sail on the sun, we'll ride on the rain, we'll talk to the trees, and worship the wind.
But if you go, I'll understand. Leave me just enough love to hold in my hand.
If you go away, as I know you must, there'll be nothing left in this world to trust.
Just an empty room filled with empty space, like the empty look I see in your face.
I would've been the shadow of your dog if it might've kept me by your side.
If you go away..."
If you go away/Ne me quitte pas, Jacques Brel.
And I feel a little too embarrassed, and shy, and awkward, and happy, and confused, and worried, and a lot of other feelings I can't even describe. But I'm glad, for finally I feel those again, after a long time. And I don't know if I should thank you or stay away from you, because you will go. If only you knew you're the reason I look forward to Monday to.