The first time we'd spoken in months
you typed "hey"
seeing your name on my screen put a rock in my gut
before I knew I was choking on air
tears streaming down my face in the middle of a crowded street
I don't know why I'm shook up this is the game that you play
the minute my heart is about to cut the very last string
you show up with your candy man smile
and eyes made of gold
I can't help but stop in my tracks to stare
but you'd think after months you'd come up with a better line than 3 little letters ******* with a bow
like nothing went wrong
like we were still each others homes
well I've been homeless for months and In all this time alone
I've thought about all of the things I would say
If I ever did come across your face
I of course didn't say any of those things I have been running like a track in my mind instead I typed "hey"
Theres no way 3 letters is all we have to say to each other after everything has happened
I have so much to say so much to scream
I know you do too
so why not take a leap for once in your life?
why not take the risk of saying how you feel?
I know you're scared but baby so am I
we used to make each other feel safe.
can we try that again?