Your lips were pinker,
Your skin paler,
We were silent most of the time,
Maybe I did need to say goodbye,
I was about to speak up,
And when I looked up to speak,
I saw you silently weeping,
I wiped your tears away with the sleeves of my sweater,
And without saying a word you leaned into the crook of my neck,
I ran my hands through your hair and held you tight,
As you muttered about loosing 'her' tonight,
Why you came to me I could never be sure,
You were always unpredictable,
But maybe that's why once upon a time,
You once loved someone like me.
