Stay or Go?

Looking out the window at the tall green tree, makes me wonder if you even notice me

The other day you gave me a glimpse of your face, a moment of your time

Then without notice you were gone, off to another without reference to we

I'm not trying to bother you or even to whine

Just wondering as the tree sways to and fro

Are we together or should I just pack my bags and go?


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