never meant by american football

you moved away and kept your distance

whilst i’ve been holding onto the hope

that we won’t let fear or whatever it was

get in the way anymore, and that

maybe,

just maybe

one day this will be enough for you

to come back.

it’s almost summer now, and i no longer

hold that same hope for us, yet i still

secretly wish that it was

all just as real for you, and that

maybe,

just maybe

one day you might miss me enough

to come back.

it’s summer now, and we’re not scared anymore.

you say “i’m all in if you are”, but

we know that it’s too late for us now.

when fall comes you’ll be gone again, and

maybe,

just maybe

by then i’ll see that i only need to be enough for myself,

and i won’t want you

to come back.