Please don't go. Stay.
Stay with me for a little while.
I know I haven't treated you fairly, or kindly, or loved you gracefully with my whole being, but please stay.
Please don't go.
I have made mistakes, yes.
But you can't just leave when things get hard, you can't just quit on me.
You have to stay.
Who am I without you? Who am I without your love? Your embrace? Your approval? Your consent? Who am I if you leave?

Please don't go. Stay. Stay with me for just one night, just one more day, one more minute.
Please stay.
Your absence would cut like a knife. Your lost would be felt in my soul. Your exit to hard to bare.
I know, my love for you has been hidden.
I have eluded my feelings for you.
I have been mediocre.
I haven't shown you tenderness, or affection, or embraced you for who you are.
I have cursed your name. I have condemned you.
But please, just stay.

Please, I will beg. I will plead. I need.
I need you. I need you to be here, to love me in return, to hold me when the world is cold.
I need you to reassure me.
I need you to be fully present.
So, please, I beg of you. If only my last plead or cry you might hear before you die, please stay.

Alaia, please stay.