I let you slip through my fingers
Without thinking about the consequences
Here I am, missing you already
While someone else gets to call you baby and taste the words at the tip of your tongue
Is it too late to tell you that I'm sorry?
Is it too late to show I care about us?
I pushed you away but you had to have known how I felt about you
You had to have known that the care I held for you in me
Was so overwhelming that I just didn't know how to put it into words--so I never tried to.
But I did love you. I still love you
And I'm sorry that I feared your rejection so much that I never told you until we were through