in between days, edited

sometimes (most times), i am a dummy. i am an apothecary. i begin to brew a potion, and for whatever reason, i check on it less and less. and so, it becomes forgotten, and i leave it.

so go on 
just walk away 
go on, go on 
your choice is made 
go on, go on 
disappear 
go on, go on 
away from here 

that's when i realize, "hey, i want that potion."

yesterday I got so scared I shivered like a child 
yesterday away from you, it froze me deep inside 

well 
come back, come back 
no other way 
come back, come back 
I'm back today 
come back, come back 
we'll can't you see 
come back, come back 
come back to me 

when i realize this, it's usually too late. maybe i can be more agile; maybe i can catch it before i lose it for good.