17/ don’t go away

Where are you now? I want to know,
I won’t give up believing in you.
Did you expect me to?
“Girl, don’t go away from me,”
was all I could say.
It was never enough;
how could I expect it to be?
I exchange one woman for another:
I was wrong, didn’t listen,
found it hard to take criticism,
hard giving up believing in you
when it’s the only thing left to hold onto.