I see her from time to time, walking around there. Back and
forth. Pacing slowly keeps getting close then pulling away,
smiling and then serious... all towards me.

I see her sometimes walking in other places, not just
there. She acts the same, as if there's nothing special
between us. If someone had told me she's there for him, I
wouldn't believe it. I wouldn't want to. I couldn't...
eventually I would, but for now I like to rest assure in my
little fantasy of exclusiveness.

I see her from time to time walking around there, in my
head. Back and forth. Maybe not in my head, but at least in
my mind's eyes. Pacing slowly, trying to touch me - or not,
I'm trying to touch her - but won't. She's smiling at me and
I can't move, she's smiling gracefully like she actually
means it this time, and all I can do is cry.

I don't know why I see her from time to time, walking
around in my mind's eyes, if all it brings me is pain. Back
and forth. It brings me hurt. It brings me hate. It brings
me self-loathing. It brings me fear. It brings me love.
Not the kind of love you want to feel. Back and forth.
Pacing slowly in my heart.

I don't see her from time to time, walking around in my
soul. Back and forth. Running fast, running away and never
getting close. Crying and sad... all at me.

I see nothing from time to time, hammering around in my
pain. Back and forth. Smiling again then laughs... all for
me.

I see her, now it's clear
I see her now
I can see her now
Here beside me
Naturally, like we should be

For me.