good thing i don’t know if you’re reading this right now

i don’t remember why i left; i don’t want to remember how

i know for a fact you’ve been in my arms, in my world, in my mind

i know for a fact you’ve once been mine

baby you got to know that I’m just doing this for me and you

baby you got to understand how hard it is for me; step in my shoes

it’s too big for you to fill physically and maybe symbolically, too

I’m not asking you to think about this, but know that the time we got is so few

i thought i had the situation handled, but that was just my ego

maybe I’m the one held in hands. but all i ask of you is to don’t let go