Did I ever even hug you?
Did I ever even touch you?
What did I do when I was happy to see you?

Were we as close as I thought we had been?
Or further apart?
Was I there for you back when we were friends?

I know we don’t talk all that much.
I know we have our different lives.
But you keep me up at night with these crazy thoughts.
And if we had lived different lives.

What if you hadn’t left?
What if I hadn’t stayed?
Would things have been the same, if we hadn’t gone our separate ways?

Or would I still be at film school living a separate life?
And you a thousand miles away?

But I think you’ll keep me up at night
For as long as I will live
And should our paths come back together
Just one answer would you give?