Part 3: Alone in Our Special Place

-You should call me more often

I kept looking for you in other people.

And when I couldn't find

it would break my heart.

So I’d break theirs.

Oh the many lips I’ve kissed

while longing for yours.

The many times I chose to stay in the dark

so I could tell myself

the stranger who lied next to me

wasn’t a stranger.

But when the sun rose

it would always reveal the ugly truth

breaking me inside.

One million pieces of my shattered heart.

Of course I wanted to call you.

But I didn’t. How was I supposed to know you wanted me to?