Mala

If I can't have you
I just keep imagining
If I'm lacking courage, I keep waiting
But for how long?

But just imagining won't do any good
Nor sitting here waiting for you to show up

I heard you're moving away from here
And you're taking my joy and my smile in your suitcase
I heard you're moving away from here
And I'm not okay
Is there no room for me in that suitcase too?