I miss that old feeling
The excitement I got when I met someone who had potential
I get sentimental
Thinking bout laughter and learning about things she thinks matter
And then I remember
Revisit my mental and then I get sadder
Remember the hurt and the hate and the staying up late
Thinking bout what I said wrong
And can it be made right
But I think I miss that feeling, too
I miss checking in
And saying good morning
And saying good night
And "Have you heard this song?"
And "Babe, you just crossed my mind"
But people these days waste your time
They chuckle at your effort
You question if it's desperate
If doing the least is doing too much
And if doing the most, will still not be enough
And am I even capable of opening her eyes?
But I think I miss being willing to try
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