Sometimes I think about how things used to be
How things were before everything died
Before our love went away
What caused us to separate
What caused me to come back to you
and what caused me to leave you again
Intentions mean so much
but what if my intentions were only from the surface of my heart
and what if yours were from inside
what happens now
We never speak to each other
Why do I go back
not to you but the thought of you
and maybe the thought of us
what could've happened
Maybe you should learn to understand me
or was it for me to understand you
Was it is real
or was it the moment
It hurts to leave someone you love
but will it hurt more when they come back?
Time heals all wounds but you seem to be a scar
A scar that resurfaces each time I think about us