Sometimes I think about what if you came back
What if you came walking through that door of the possibility of me and you.
I sit here watching the way the stars speak to the moon wondering if you see what I see too.
Thinking if you wonder about me too.
I pull at this red string hoping you are too
I sit here in this glass box waiting for a text to light up my screen.
Waiting for something, anything to bring you back to me.
Some people say 3rd times a charm but what if we never have another chance.
What if the last time for us was that night you told me ‘don’t go’ and I still walked away.
I run and run around every part of the world looking to find a piece of you in anything I can find.
I search these places looking for your presence
Searching these oceans for your soul
Hoping I find you to come back and love me the way you said we always would.
But as I sit here within these 4 white walls I know in my soul that there may never be another you and I
I know within my heart that you have ruined me for anyone else
I know in my head that if all I have are our memories of how you loved me for all I was that I can live with what ever our ending may have been.