And I miss you.
So I wonder.
In the vast forest of my mind.
Often getting lost.
Trying to find you.

I wonder,
If you think about me.

I wonder,
If you ever wonder
About what we could have been.
Because I do.

I wonder,
If you ever think
About how different this could be.

I wonder,
If you ever wonder
That you wouldn't have to wonder
If only we would have worked out.
I do.

I get lost,
In the forest of my own mind.
And I can't help but assume
I wouldn't be lost
If only you had loved me back.
Or maybe,
If she had never asked for you back.

Now I just wonder,
Lost.
In a forest
I should know my way out of.

But I can't seem
To find my way out.