What we had

It's three o'clock in the morning,
And I'm sitting in the back of a greyhound bus.
I'm staring out the window,
Into the darkness,
Thinking about us.

I'm remembering all the times we shared,
Knowing that I am in no way prepared
To deal with the situation at hand.
Yet, I'm still staring out the window,
Knowing that I have to.

I fell in love with you,
So much so that it hurt.
Yet, try as I might,
I just couldn't make us work.

I finally let what we had go.
And now,
Months later
I must face you again, all alone.

I still want you, want what we had.
But I just don't know how to get there
I also can't do it on my own.

And while I think you are felling the same,
I can never be sure.
Because, my dear love,
You have hidden any feeling that you have,
And I don't know if I still hold the key
To unlocking your heart, your soul.