About what could have been
I didn’t really know you
Simply a silly crush
From an awkward high school boy
To a pretty girl
Just a year my junior
I’m not sure you even knew me
Maybe who I was
After that time I sent you flowers
Because I wasn’t sure what else to do
All I knew was what I imagined
I still sometimes imagine
What might have been
What could have been
All those years ago
I’d wonder where you are now
But I know
That doesn’t take imagination
Because you’re dead
And I’m still here
Holding nothing but memories
Of something that was never really there
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