I know I probably didn't mean a lot to you
I know you've probably forgotten me by now
I know your life is probably fine
And mine pretty much is too.
On nights like tonight
When I'm by myself and it's raining outside
I think of you and our time together.
I know it's odd, 'cause it wasn't very long
I know it's strange I still think of you;
You weren't mine then and you never were
I still think of your kindness to me
You bought me dinner and laughed at my French
We shared our drawings; We walked together
It just doesn't make sense that I still think of you sometimes.
I've seen you since that day, talked a little even
I didn't think you would remember who I was or seek me out
I was just a random person you had met
But we did talk of things that people who just met sometimes don't talk about
It's just words, but it wasn't to me
I wondered why you told me some of these things.
I may never see you again
Would I even know you if I did?
It seems so long ago
And maybe it was
But I still remember your face sometimes, but then it's not there
It's better to remember it for the serendipitous event it was
And just hope it happens with someone else again.
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