As I lay here in my bed. I dream of what we had. I dream of what we are and what we'll be. I think of all the good times. I think of all the bad. I think of all the times when we were all we had. I think about the fights. Of all the crying nights. Of all the hurting words we said. Was it just a waste of time. Were we deaf dumb and blind to the fact that maybe it wasn't right. Do you still have my heart. Or do I just want you to. Do you still feel the same about me as when I first kissed you. Or are we meant to be. Together in each others arms. Holding each other tight. I wish I had the answers. But I just have more questions. I'm just so confused about us.