Might I ask...
what are you looking for?
When you stare out the window for an hour...
Might I ask...
where do you go?
When you leave at 3 a.m., stumbling out the front door, tripping over the chalk I left.
Might I ask...
do you ever think of me?
When you sit in your dark room, lines of powder on your dresser and five missed calls ringing on your phone.
Might I ask...
will you be there when I need you?
Or do you plan to leave me alone forever.
