You went away, how dare you. I miss you. They say I’ll be okay but I’m not going to ever get over you.
You can’t see me wanting you the way you want her.
I’m on the bleachers dreaming about the day when you wake and find that what you’re looking for has been here the whole time.
And all I think about is how to make you think of me, and everything that we could be.
Theme: 'Thisbe' by Helenista
