And for a second our eyes meet.
The memories are all there
How we met while sharing a bus seat.
The way my zipper caught your hair.
I know I feel it.
But do you feel it to?

I miss you.
When I wake up in the morning you aren’t there.
I promised you I’d always care.
Breaking that…would be something I would never do.
But do you feel it to?

Our eyes are still locked together.
Our minds race through the past
When things were simple
Our problems seemed light as a feather.
And then you turn.
But do you feel it to?

You are too afraid.
You know the minute you turn back
I’ll be there
To love and to care.
Because I know
You feel it to.