I'm just here to make you think, to wonder about the could have beens and the almosts.
About the should haves and the could nots.
I'm just here to remind you about what you wanted before, the one you really want, the things you prefer.
I am not these things, nor will I ever be.
I am not the jacket you put on before a cold day.
I am not the fire you light to make the warm stay.
These are things we never was.
The last pitch on a dial tone,
the sharp inhale as you pick up the phone.
The haze before a rainy day
Lightning before the thunder cracks.
I am the dust upon your window pane.
The pain before a heart attack.
The silence that plays when your mind is still.
The question you wouldn't dare ask.
I wish it would rain.
I wish the snow would come.
I want to feel the grass.
I want to see the light.
I wish you never had to meet me,
So I wouldn't have to hurt.
I'm sorry I'm alone.