• I was wondering
    if you miss me,
    if you think about me now.
    Or do you push aside
    all of those thoughts somehow?

    I was wondering
    if you're happy,
    if you're finding reasons to smile.
    Or do your eyes still reveal
    the pain you're hiding all the while?

    I was wondering
    what you'd say
    if I called you today.
    Or should I just not bother?
    Everything's so hard to say.

    I was wondering
    if you ever
    wanted to see me again.
    Do you think one day we'll let this go,
    and go back to being best friends?

    I was wondering,
    can you smell my hair
    in your pillow late at night?
    The illusion of what once was there?
    A reminder of our fights?

    I was wondering,
    do you still love me?
    Did you mean the things you said?
    That you love me? That you hate me?
    That your trust for me is dead?

    I was wondering
    if you'd changed at all,
    like we both said we would.
    Have you righted yourself in all the ways
    I've always known you could?

    I was wondering
    if you hate me
    for what I did that night.
    For closing the door in your face,
    for putting up that fight.

    I was wondering
    if you realize
    how much it hurt each time you left.
    But ever time you closed the door,
    I bled a little less.

    I was wondering,
    but I will never ask
    these questions I hold dear.
    Maybe I'll figure them out some day.
    Maybe someday, you'll be here.