Footsteps pass to watch over my uncertainties
And I replay the memories I’ve made up about you
Just to smile
It’s the craziness of time
That sharpens my silent panic
And by night I already feel that painful static
Of what the embrace of your words might feel like In person
And it hurts worse now then back when
Distance was just a possibility
But I can even remember when you chose to leave
I hate these simple facts…
It’s like an attack of truth rushed back
And I lack the ability to hope
But when I see you face to face
Will be the day I’ll able to cope
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