going back to get away after everything has changed.

Hey you.

Its been a long time since we spoke, i know. I don't know how you feel about everything but I guess, its all for looking back's sake. If i ever felt that i need to apologise, I'd rather apologise to myself for screwing it all up. We're not talking about hate anymore - we never did.

We were only about the 'How are you's and the ' How is everything's and... All we thought were probably 'What are you thinking' and 'Why don't you tell me more'.
I didn't want to voice it out cos' I wanted to respect your privacy and i made that overrule my urge to show that little more concern that i needed to show. Perhaps thats how i am to you too. Shutting you off and all. Perhaps I really did.

we're not strangers, we're not friends.
we're not good friends, we're not best friends, we're not special friends.
we're not lovers, we're not together.
so the thing is, what are we?

Funny that I'm still addressing 'us' as 'us' when we're living seperate lives. Perhaps its naive for me not to realise you've moved on without a tinge of reminisence. Whereas here i am, stuck in my own reverie. Silly, you must be thinking - i always was, to you.

<so that was where we stopped. there's no moving on. not now, not ever. I promise i'll revisit that place once in a while, enough to feed that portion of happy memories. Like the absurdly queer name i gave you - cowbit, at bunny park the other day. Seems like it was just the other day. but i never saw today. and never saw it that way. >

You called me from the room in your hotel
All full of romance for someone that you met
And telling me how sorry you were, leaving so soon
And that you miss me sometimes when you’re alone in your room
Do I feel lonely too?

You have no right to ask me how I feel
You have no right to speak to me so kind
We can’t go on just holding on to time
Now that we’re living separate lives
Well I held on to let you go
And if you lost your love for me, well you never let it show
There was no way to compromise
So now we’re living (living)
Separate lives

Ooh, it’s so typical, love leads to isolation
So you build that wall (build that wall)
Yes, you build that wall (build that wall)
And you make it stronger

Well you have no right to ask me how I feel
You have no right to speak to me so kind
Some day I might (I might) find myself looking in your eyes
But for now, we’ll go on living separate lives
Yes for now, we’ll go on living separate lives
Separate lives