I wonder if
you see
that I write about you
endlessly.
I wonder if you see
the attempt at hiding my smile
when I hear you sing
those songs that you wrote about me.
I wonder if you remember
everything we used to be.
and I mean everything.
If you could go back
rewind the year
would you do anything differently here?
I wonder.
But you cant change a thing.
So I'll just listen to you sing
and reminisce
in imaginary bliss.