When she goes

What am I to do when she leaves if she leaves, shall I weep? if she leaves, shall I die? if she is to leave, I'll respect her choice for I would leave me too for I am no knight, for I am the beast the one thou shall slaughter the one thou shall forget I shall be forgotten and throw away thrown away like nothing I mean nothing she's said it before Certainly, she will once more and when she does I'll be ready to leave this perished earth where no soul will ever truly love mine