I looked to you* (longingly) (waiting) for a sign that you knew what we were (for) and that you knew (something) about being half of a whole and (that) you understood that I meant it when I said that I (would) love you always. More than anything I wanted to (bring) doubt; I didn't want to believe we were not the same people I wanted (you) to be okay. But when you looked (back) at me I couldn't help but (to) notice You did not see (me) anymore.