sometimes i think about what life would be like if you never left if  i had the courage to ask you to say to tell you that you were making a mistake. sometimes i wonder what it would be like to see you, how much i loved you, how much i still do. can i look in your eyes can i stand with you in arms reach can i look at you without thinking of the night we kissed until i was drunk on your love. can i ever think of you without feeling the fire in my chest burning the memories of the past, erasing all of our mistakes. can i keep you at a safe distance without wanting more. can i give you up, have you given me up. is there still a hope for us.