Thinking we could make it. Knowing we almost did. I want to know your touch and still something pulls me away. How can a person fall out of love? Or, does love simply change? Maybe we’re just wiser and maybe could we share again? What about you tore me apart? What about me made you cry? Trying all we could. It just shouldn’t have been. So hard. Wrong places, wrong times. All the harsh words and even lies. Doesn’t sound like love to me. Doesn’t it make you wonder why we ever fell in love at all?