was i being stupid?
was that just my imagination?
i left the girl.
i just wanted you.
i wanted to find you.
i went to find you.
with no plans, nothing.
but the memory keeps coming back.
the traces of you and a strange guy.
i went back to that cafe. i saw you there. i asked questions.
did i do something wrong?
why were you like this?
you had no excuse when i asked you.
instead you pushed me away,
no guilt in your eyes,
no guilt in your actions.
you said you ended it between us.
and i know you did.
i guess i am stupid, because i'm still lost in you.
