i want to rewind time
because i've been a broken record
since you've left.
i've been caught on
thinking about you and me
and the things we never were.
i'm hoping that
i could change that
last hug to a last kiss,
with you pushing me up against your car,
fingers running through your hair.
i want to feel your lips against mine,
even though i know they kissed hers the day before.
what did she whisper into your mouth,
i love you?
i'll miss you?
you mean everything to me?
because if she didn't,
i surely would have,
only if you just gave me the chance.