Just when I was driving around
thinking about all the things
I'd do just to see you for a second,
There you are.
We crossed paths at the intersection.
Funny huh?
Some may call it a coincidence,
but I call it fate.
I just wish I could've wrapped my
arms around your tall, skinny frame,
and remember what it's like
to touch you.
I'd have to hold back
on saying how much I miss you;
and how much I still love you.