Many times I've sat and wondered
what it would be like if you got up and ran.
And now that you've left,
I can't help but wonder
what it would be like if you decided to come back.

Unable to find a reason, unable to
discover where it was I've wronged,
sleeping alone, hugging a pillow,
not falling asleep until all the crying is done.

Wishing I were someone different,
Wishing I were anyone but who I currently am,
Wishing I had the courage to tell you,
Wishing I had put up a fight.

In my stupidity, waiting for your return,
Foolishly, still waiting for you to call,
Weakly, letting my head battle my heart,
Aware, knowing, nothing will ever happen.

Feeling nothing but cold air on my back.