Thirty-Two Bridge (Luke Bryan)

Maybe Fix Things?

If Caroline liked me and misses me so much why doesn't she come back to me. The words echoed in my head "doesn't Caroline trust and know that you won't leave her?" I Thought as i was walking and making my way outta the club. Behind me I could hear a familiar voice callin my name. I just kept walkin. I was sick of the ridiculous attention I was receiving.
"Luke! Luke wait." Were words that I was listening to. They were getting closer. 'Man that person just isn't gonna give up.'

I turned around but it was just another girl that looked like Caroline. I shook my head to shake the image away but it wouldn't. Soon the woman stopped a couple feet in front of me. I tried shaking my head again but the similar image wouldn't erase. Then I noticed the truth. Her eyes, the same hair, lip shape, face shape, body shape. It was her.

"Caroline?" I asked confused.

"Luke. Hi" she said.

"What can I help you with ma'am." I asked trying to sound as professional ask could.

"We need to talk. Soon. Like please." She said. I could see defeat in her eyes. They were glowing with terror and fear.

"About what?" I asked as I looked at her and she just looked at me. Trying to build the words.

"I saw you talking to Kaitlynn. About the mistakes I made, how childish I was, about you, me, and us."

"I don't really want to tonight." I opened my truck door and started to get in.

"No Luke wait! Please."

"Caroline, don't think we'll be together again just so fast and easy." I glared at her kind of "I will call you tomorrow." I said as I got into my truck and peddled away. Looking in my rear view seeing her tears in her face broke my heart. But something inside me told me to just keep driving.

Momma always told me to be somewhat hard to get. No matter what the situation was. And I tried to be but sometimes I couldn't. I can't believe I drove away from her. When I got home I picked my phone up.
Two missed calls and three text messages. All from Caroline. I didn't know what I this I just opened the texts.
The first one read:
Please Luke. Don't let go.

The second one read:
I left when you left. I ditched my date. I went home. I realized how childish I was being and I am so sorry.

The third one read:
I just want to let you know. Through all the aching mistakes I've made there's only one mistake I know was right. Mamma and pa always told me when I go to bars with friends or to party's with friends to never leave with a guy I just met. They always said that you'll find yourself in a hole making a huge regret. As I got into your pick up that night I knew that I was POSSIBLY making a mistake. When I spent that night with you I never knew someone's love could do something like that to me. It sent a shock right through and I couldn't get enough. It was your love. I made a huge mistake or let it all go. I just want to say is I wanna be friends. At least. Bye Luke. Love you.

As I read the last two texts I broke down. My heart was on fire. I collapsed to the couch and sat there. Put my hands on my knees and rubbed my legs. What do I do. I am not just going back this easy. I grabbed some whiskey and took three shots. I downed a beer and drank two after. I let a tear or two slip. And found myself the next morning laying on the couch. My phone was playing music. And my guitar was on the floor next to it. I saw a notebook tablet and in it were a few lyrics I had written. I read them. Wow I never thought someone could write lyrics so well while they were drunk.. I just chuckled. I read the lyrics over and over. Strummed my guitar and felt my hang over.

Then Caroline texted me and asked if she could come over.