Sometimes early in the morning when I'm staring at the ceiling
With burning eyes and a brain that won’t shut down
I wonder what we could have been
If only we had felt the same way at the same time
I'm not in love with you, not really
There's just a lingering stain on my heart
Thats dark like cherry juice that drips onto your fingers in the summer
You are still my best friend
And I love you as much as a best friend should
But there is always the thought of how good we would have  been together
I had it all figured out too
What we would do
Go to the same college then move into a tiny apartment with just enough space for us
Our own place to be our true selves
A fresh start
Then we would live happily ever after
And visit the ocean in the fall
We could have been great
But life seems to refuse to fall in place
And our plans fall through the cracks