Ask me in a little while
and I'll tell you how I feel.
Ask me in a little while
when I quit pretending this isn't real.
The coin flips up, the coin flips down.
Will the dreams be shattered?
Heads or tails, smiles or frowns?
Let's pretend that we mattered.
I miss you in ways I never thought I would;
your scent, your walk, your eyes
expressive, colored sherry or maybe fine wood,
your hands digging into my thighs.
The hardest thing I have ever had to do
was to let you go, let you walk away,
breaking my heart even though I always knew
you were going to do this someday.
So ask me in a little while
and I'll tell you how I feel.
Ask me in a little while
when I quit pretending this isn't real.
Let me pretend a while longer though
that you loved me enough to stay.
It's time to end this, yes I know
but reality is too harsh for me to face.
I wish you loved me as I love you still.
Another fantasy of mine, buried deep inside.
I am asking you to open up to me, to feel
what I do, the love that won't freaking die.