Of you.

&& I admit that at times I find myself thinking of what could have been.
Sitting here admist the lights and noises of a busy city I wonder what would have happened.
What would have changed, what should have occurred?
Sitting here I'm wondering if I should have turned around and told you exactly how I felt that day.
Looked you in the eye and said what I meant.
But I let that moment slide, walked away and just let it go.
Hoping at the same time that I let your memory go, but sitting here is proof that I didn't
Cause once again you invade my thoughts and take over my dreams.
Here you are tripping me with your charm, and drowning me with your words.
And I simply can't help but love you. Lord knows I tried not to.