Sometimes I fall off a cliff.
Other times, I'm pushed down.
Either way, I always wake up.
With a jolt,
and I bolt straight up in bed,
realizing it was only a dream.
It was only a dream
We fall down in life sometimes, too.
Sometimes we fall on our own,
we get in our own way.
we are pushed down
by someone else.
if we ever see that we're falling,
we'll wake up.
Only this time,
it's only a nightmare.
whyWhy did you do it?
That's what I would ask you.
If I had just one more chance to talk to you.
That's what I would say.
after all these years,
why couldn't you just ignore me and pretend I wasn't there
like I expected you to do?
Why couldn't you just leave me alone,
say a brief hello
if you had to talk to me
and then be on your way?
Why, oh why did you do it?
The last day I saw you.
I knew you were leaving for good.
You might've even moved out of the country in a few months,
let alone, half across the United States the next day.
I was prepared to never see you again,
So I tried to push you away,
I really did.
And you knew it too.
Do you know that you're the one person who still freakin' insisted on talking to me.
Even after I tried to avoid you,
and my natural awkwardness kicked in.
I was always quiet around you,
did you expect me to be different?
Because I was different, after you insisted on talking to me.
We had one of the best conversations I'd ever had