I often wonder what it'd be like if I never knew you.
If I never held your hand. You never danced with me.
If I never claimed you my best friend.
If I never knew you.
I often wonder if you ever think of me.
Think of what we had?
What we wouldve had.
What we we're, who we we're. When we we're us.
I often wonder if we're ever going to go back to that.
Back to bestfriends. Sharing secrets and kisses.
Back to being the two who we're unseperatable.
Back to you knowing me, me knowing you.
I often wonder what made you wake up and decide you did'nt love me anymore.
Did you just wake up and forget about me?
Did you just wake up wanting to forget about me?
Did you just wake up and decide you hated me?
I wonder alot of things.
But the thing I wonder the most is one simple question.
Its something everyone seeks to know.
Please tell me the truth, no more lies tonight.
Do you love me?
A question.. That means so much.
Because I still love you
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I know its not that good, I just had to get it out somehow, at that moment.
