maybe one day you'll call me
crying
telling me that you made a mistake
that you love me
that it'll never happen again

that you're tired of being manipulated by her
that you hope i can forgive you
that it may not be too late
that you don't care what anyone thinks anymore
that everything will be okay

the thing is
you would never say those things
you are way too proud
way too numb
to ever realise what we could be

do not worry though
i will still wait for your "I'm sorry"
i will still miss you everyday
but of course
i'll always hope that you're okay