Christina

I saw you this afternoon
A picture in a book
I knew I’d forgotten you
But not how you looked
You called me your funny friend
Not once did you cry
Cause you didn’t need me there
I always knew why
Cause I got too broken down
When I was supposed to ramble and roam
And dance in the streets in town
And not follow you home
Christina, this afternoon
My heart skipped a beat
I hope that this passes soon
I hope we don’t meet