Sometimes I wonder if you think about us at all
and how we’re so damn disconnected
When we were once close enough to fall in things like coffee,
road trips, movies, stories, magic.
In things like love.
And I wonder if I ever cross your mind,
or if what we had was just us filling time.
And I wonder if you’d want to know me,
the me I am today…
Or if you’re caught up on a different me,
the one that got away.