I don' own anything, yet...

This is a songfic to Taylor Swift's I Almost Do

I bet this time of night your still up

I sit back and think about how late you would stay up and never get in bed to kiss me goodnight.

I bet your tired from a long hard week

When I think about how hard you worked to try to be a singer I feel bad for telling at you.

I bet your sittin' at your chair by the window lookin' out at the city

I think you probably are sitting in that lazy boy we bought the year after we graduated and you finally moved it in front of the window, how you wanted it.

And I bet sometimes you wonder 'bout me

In the back of my mind I think maybe you think about me.

I just wanna tell you it takes everything in me not to call you and I just wanna run to you.

It takes so much effort not to pick up the phone and call you, all I want to do is run into your arms.

But every time I don't I almost do

All those times I do almost call I don't because I can't risk another goodbye. I can't talk to you anymore without thinking of what could have happened. So every time I see you I avoid you. But I always think about what could have happened.

Thanks for reading

Keep vogueing,

Megz