As I lay here in my bed.
I dream of what we had.
I dream of what we are and what we'll be.
I think of all the good times.
I think of all the bad.
I think of all the times when we were all we had.
I think about the fights.
Of all the crying nights.
Of all the hurting words we said.
Was it just a waste of time.
Were we deaf dumb and blind to the fact that maybe it wasn't right.
Do you still have my heart.
Or do I just want you to.
Do you still feel the same about me as when I first kissed you.
Or are we meant to be.
Together in each others arms.
Holding each other tight.
I wish I had the answers.
But I just have more questions.
I'm just so confused about us.