and he LIVED

You give me this look sometimes,
like you're thinking what I'm thinking..
but I really don't think you are.

I hope it clicks one day.
I hope it just hits you;
-on the bus
-on the way to work
-on the way to her apartment [[alone]];
I'd like to think that at this time, even if I'm miles away and haven't talked to you in years,
You'll see me in your head..
you'll give me that 'look'
and know exactly what I was thinking all along..
"You ruin everything."