I stare at the screen and wonder where you've gone.
Did I drive you away?
What did I do?
All I tried to do was reach out.
Connect from me to you.
Seperate by a vast data stream...
Distanced by hundreds of miles.
But I never thought that would stop us.
We were almost invencible...
Now time ticks gently by and it seems we don't have time to talk.
Then on a flash of luck I catch you.
I see your logo printed in a tiny box on my screen.
A symbol of hope?
A sign that we can talk.
So I type. You type. We finally talked.
My heart smiled until you slipped a tiny confession out.
It shocked me...
I just wanted to wrap my arms around you and tell you things were going to be fine.
But whenever I tried to speak, things just weren't good enough.
I was ignored.
You had a new crowd surrounding you and I just wasn't lucky enough to be with you.
I'm sorry that I threw away our chances.
I never meant to hurt you.
I wanted to drive down and see you and pretend that things are normal again. As if I didn't leave you.
Leave you for something that never worked as well as we did.
I'm sorry. I'll go. And leave you.
But never forget that I care for you...
(The things I've almost sent, the things I've longed to tell you, the things I hoped you'd know by now...but I just erase it. I don't want to start a fight like last time)