Hey baby, are you listening out there?
I haven’t heard from you in a while
and this is feeling more like a prayer
I haven’t stopped thinking about you
since you first caught my eye
And do you remember the first time
I kissed you cause you were too shy
We lit a flame but baby do you still feel the heat
when you’re so far away?
Oh I wish I could leave you alone
instead of staring at you through my phone.
I drive through your town
Just to feel close to you again.
I wish there was a sign
To know if you’ll ever be mine
I wear your t shirt to bed.
Let all the memories of you
Fill my head.
I dream up fantasies of what we could be
We’re probably not even right for each other
but aren’t you dying to try?
Don’t you want to see if we can reach the sky?
I’m driving down the road
that would bring me to your house
if I reached the end
But I turn right
like I have the last few months
Wishing I could forget you
and the way to your house.
Maybe all we’re meant to be
Is a happy memory
A perfect moment in time
A merry picture to dusk off
when life knocks you to your knees.
It hard to accept it’s all over
But at least I have
Your gentle touch
And the smiles you gifted for me
to enchant me in my memories
Do you wish I had hated you?
Make it easier so you didn’t have to risk any hurt
No late night phone calls, no deep conversations
where you let down walls and I open up my heart a crack
I wish I had hated you too
and feel nothing as I walk away.
instead you’re charming with your goofy smile.
warm and bright, showing your strength in so much struggle.
She’s the type of girl you still think about six months later
after she’s fought for you
after you cancel on her for the fifth time
after you’ve taken her for granted.
when you can’t find anyone else who wants to take care of you
when no one cares to hear about that song you dance to in the car
when you can’t find anyone else to stand up as your advocate as you tear yourself down.
She’s the type of girl you never thought would leave
so you treated her that way and funny enough that’s the reason she left.
And now your sorry ass can’t stop thinking of way to get her back.
You drive my mind crazy with questions about us
Do you like me?
Should we date?
What are we doing?
Am I trying too hard?
Should I let that comment slide?
When are you going to see me again?
Is this love?
I lean closer.
You pull away.
I want more.
You are stuck in the comfort.
I am shoving
There will never be an us because
we won’t work.
It will always be a You and an I.
We are not a love story
and we are not a lesson.
We were just two people wasting time.
Comfortable in the in -between
hiding from our truths.
You didn’t love me
and I didn’t want to love you