✧ | Please, please, please let me get what i want...

When the Swallows homeward fly,

When the summer days are gone,

When the roses fade and die,

And no more is heard the Song

Of the nightingale so sweet,

Then my sad heart doth repeat

Ah shall we ne’er meet again,

Parting, oh parting is grief and pain,

Parting, oh parting is grief and pain.

You’re the intruder. You shall not be here. You shall leave.