If I could tell you something just before did itnI think I would tell you, OctavianDon’t leave usnAt least not yetn nIf I had my chance to convince younI think that I would, I think I would tell you, OctavianI’m not sure what’s going onnBut I think I can help youn nBut me you did not call on that nightnTo say you were leavingn nI would have promised you if I could then I wouldnSpend every night and day with younI really wouldnIf it’d mean that you won’t be leavingn nI would have told you stories just to keep you awake nIf you felt like you were getting tired of livingnJust to hold onnBefore you go away sleepingn nBut me you did not callnTo me you did not writenThe letter you left behind, that nightnTo say you were leavingn nI know that I barely know younAnd the time that we’ve spent hasn’t been very long, nBut Octavia, I would have prayednThat you’d believed me when I’d sayn nI love you