it's you, again:
and for a moment, i thought, you loved me too.
but as those moments pass, i always get reminded
that you still have someone on your mind
and in your heart and no,
that girl isn't me anymore.
it isn't me.
and it still isn't me.
but i still find myself repeatedly wishing
and asking the stars when;
when will i get to hear you say
the three words i've been waiting for;
three words that isn't i love you,
three words that isn't i miss you,
but three words that will make all those moments matter;
all those moments that i thought, you loved me too.