It's been over a year now.
We're set to meet at 11
It's 10:55.
I'm frozen in my car
While I want nothing more than to be friends again
I'm terrified.
What if we're different now?
It's been so long.
But I know there's only one way to really find out
So I'll go inside and find a seat
And wait.

It is 1:20 am
And I am at 7%
And I have only one bar of signal
And my screen tells me
"Reconnecting..."
                                
                              I'm 93% done with 'us;'
                              You have drained each per cent of my patience.
                              I'm getting mixed signals
                              From the language of your body,
                              And very few at that.
                              But I take a chance on us,
                              Another chance,
                              At this hour of lateness,
                              Maybe we can rebound and re-bond
                              And not just reminisce.
                              I reckon we could
                              Reconnect.

Two years have come and passed.
Two years since I last saw you,
Since I last felt your arms around me,
Since I last tasted your kiss.
Since I last heard you say my name
Since I last heard I love you fall from your lips.
Since I last saw those incredibly eyes.
Since I last saw that beautiful smile.
And now here we are,
About to see each other once more...

I feel like I'm fighting against my soul
slowly losing control
as if I'm trapped in a bubble, to keep me out of trouble
no chance to fumble or even a stumble but my words that
I will speak won't be in a mumble
Just when I think I may lose this fight & that whatever I try won't make
things alright
I remember something that just might
How could I forget I practiced all night
A conversation with my mirror face, so my soul understands
its place
that we're in this together it's not a competition or race
it is simply just knowing what is right & what is wrong
helping your life easily flow along
You're my voice of reason
the one I believe in
from this I've learned what is in my chest, always knows
what's for my best
from time to time my brain will try to protest
just remind it your heart feels more then all the rest...