Take me with you… it doesn’t matter where you go, I won’t ask, but take me… I will follow you in silence, like your most loyal squire, following in your footsteps without knowing where it ends… I will be your shadow, a shelter for you to rest in, and I will offer you my arms whenever you need to rest… Take me with you… it doesn’t matter where you go, I won’t ask where you’re headed, but take me… I will look after your life, because in doing so, I look after my own… and I will cry and laugh with you, just as your best friend would— though to me, you are something more… I will close my eyes… if your lips surrender to another’s, and my heart may break from the sorrow, but your happiness will be my own… never doubt that for a moment… Take me with you… it doesn’t matter where you go, I won’t ask where you’re headed, but take me… And if one day—even if it’s far off— you were to tell me, “I love you”… I would kiss the very path—the path— that you allowed me to walk alongside you… Take me with you… I promise not to ask, wherever you may go… I will accompany you until the end, but please… take me with you—take me.
