It has been awhile since I last saw you
I think and dream about you more often then a care to admit
Not sure why I can't get you out of my head
I think about us talking and more
Just hanging out like we used to before all this shit
We are now older and wiser, but have you learned
You never raised your voice or fist to me, only others
Can't you just reach out to me like I have been wanting
I don't feel as sexy as I used to, but you were part of how I felt
You always made me feel better about myself
