all these questions in my mind
as i walked a single mile
while i wore your sweater
in a sunny-windy weather

what if
what if i was gone?
what if you came back
to my old home sweet home?
what if you were told
i didn't live there no more
and it was too late?
what would you have thought?

what if you called my name
and no one answered
and it wasn't the same
where i would say after
"let's hang out today"
what if
that didn't happen
what would you have thought?

do you even miss me?
do you still know me?
do you still think of me
from time to time?
if so, do you reminisce
the memories
that we used to share?
or do you shake them off
like dust on your pants
and say "i shouldn't dare"

all these questions in my mind
as i finished the single mile
while i wore your sweater
in a sunny-windy weather

[you call my name
only to hear silence
"she don't live there no more"
says the lass next door
and you realize
it's all too late
do you think of that?
or would it be just me?]

© POTENTIA