To the person who never came to my heart
I kept my doors open, I kept my doors closed
Sorry for not coming out looking for you
Now that the doors are locked & keys are left in the past
Just writing this to the one who never happened
It’s like replying to that one letter I never opened
Don’t know how to miss you as you were never there
In the dilemma of why should I actually care
Will remember that I missed someone but not actually what
Like some detail I wanted to add but got lost in the final cut
Biggest loneliness is when you’re alone & you don’t know it
and when you’re actually alone but you refuse to believe it
I filled that space with other things
When it should have been filled with a person
Sometimes it hits me that something doesn’t quite fit
But I failed to figure out that it was a person
I wish I had known what I was going to miss
when I crossed the bridge and decided not to look back
Now it’s too late, I’ve come this far, it’s been dismissed
Though I looked back I’m so far away to notice anyone I missed
