I play this scenario of me and you together
over and over and over in my head
that I know is never going to happen
But it lingers in my mind
in different sets, different stories, different lines
I’m a director for a film that never existed
I smile and I laugh over the possibilities, but in reality, I’m just punishing myself
I’m way too scared to come forward
I’m way too weak to let it go
I can only daydream