Im trying to move on I really am.
I know we haven’t seen each other since that night in the ocean,
and we haven’t caught up since I stayed out till 4 am back in high school,
but I think I’m learning how to let go, and I’m sorry that soon we won’t speak again.
So lets sit down one more time,
maybe outside the motel 6 off the 101,
or in my friends garage on a Tuesday night.
I’ll find you,
and I’ll wait patiently.
please find me too,
because I think this’ll be the last time we see each other in a long while,
and I might begin to miss you.