I Asked You.

I asked you if I was pretty, you said no.
I asked you if I was fat, you said of course.
I asked you if you wanted to be with me forever, you said no.
I asked you if you would cry if I walked away, you said no.
I had heard too much, and needed to leave, and as I walked away..
You grabbed my arm and told me to stay.
You said..
You're not pretty, you're beautiful.
The only thing fat or big about you is your heart.
I don't want to be with you forever, I need to be with you forever.
And baby, I wouldn't cry if you walked away...
I would die.