I miss you already. I was going to
I miss you already.
I was going to ask you out for a drink on Friday, right after I'd had my hair cut and settled into my new home - just so I could be at my best. Today you told me that you're moving back to the other end of the country to live with your parents. If only I had asked you sooner, you might not have decided to go...
I've never felt this way about anyone before. So I never came to see you, never called, just in case I didn't look as good as I could. Looking back, weeks have passed and I must have seemed to uninterested. Fact is, I yearned for you. Asked everyone about you. Only the friends who wouldn't tell you how mad I was about you, though.
I'm a fool, an idiot - looking at you when you came in to see me today at work, you beamed with brilliance. You're my ideal man, and now you're fleeing the city in two days. "There's no time for a coffee" you answered, and my insides twisted with pain.
Good luck and take good care. Thinking of you (as always). I hope you find yourself again soon.