Wheres

When you disappear, I worry, dear;
I wonder where you went and why you did.
It isn't that I harbor any fear
That I'm the reason you went out or hid,
But rather that I'm worried for your sake.
I want to help you, and to make you happy
No matter what that might, at some point, take.
I know that this must come off kinda sappy,
But that's a risk I'm willing to concede.
I don't know where you are, but I do know
Wherever that may be, I'll always need
To be there for you when you choose to go
And when you choose to stay. Come back to me
So we can be together happily.