I put my itunes on shuffle mode the other day and one of the Foo Fighters songs you loved came through my speakers. Of course I thought of you...and I just had to ask you...what were we?
To me...you were the brightest, and shortest moment of happiness in my life. I always hoped that we would come back together. You had your life to live, and I had mine, but I always hoped that in all the madness, somehow it would end up you and me.
I don't have a whole lot of faith in things like that, and then I never knew if you were serious about me...And I just need to know, so I can put this to rest, once and for all...how did you feel? Did you want me like I wanted you?
Was it more than just some short lived fling?
Do you think of me still?
Do you ever think that the single greatest tragedy is that we let each other go?
I remember our late night talks...continually being blown away by how right it felt to be with you. I thought you felt the same.
Maybe I was just wrong...If I was it can't hurt me now, but I need to know.
Maybe there was never a need for my sad and lonely days. Maybe...the hope I found in your eyes still exists. That's something to smile about, right?
Maybe you're happy with someone else, and so the past doesn't matter. Then again...maybe not.
I'm brave enough to find out.
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so does this mean you did it?
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