Your choice

You say goodbye.
I say just wait a minute.
You say what for?
I say because I love you.
You say it's to late.
But how could that be?
Not only yesterday did you tell me!
How you felt and that you loved me.
Why must you go?
Since I feel the same way.
You do not answer, just stare.
Here I am dieing inside,
tormented by you eyes.
Will you leave me shattered and broke,
in a sobbing heap?
Or shall you stay and encircle me
with you love and care.
The clock is ticking my dear,
you have not much longer
So what shall it be?