Hello old friend
Here I am again
I see you’ve been waiting
You will no doubt remind me
That you told me I’d be back
I didn’t believe you did I?
I should have known better
Though in my defense
I almost didn’t
It almost worked
I’m not sure I’m sorry
I’m not sure of anything
Hand me my glass though
I sure am thirsty
I do remember being happy
Or was that an illusion?
You’re never an illusion though are you?
You’re more real every time
Always waiting
I know you don’t hold grudges
So let me tell you right now
I will leave again
I will not stay here
Even if I have to keep coming back
You may keep my glass full and my chair ready
But I will keep leaving
Until I never have to return I’ve never missed you old friend, and I never will.
Underthecovers 