I'm sad about what could have been
But not about what was

Maybe I did feel something
But I don't think it was love

I miss the times you felt like home
Though they were few and far

Perhaps there is a difference
Between what was there
And what I saw

I stay up late writing ****** poems
You wake up with the dawn

We're night and day
We're sun and rain

It's just the way we are

And maybe to think
We'd work together
Was taking things too far