I wonder what I'll feel when i see you.
I wonder what emotions will jump into my throat and choke me up.
Will it be this best friend platonic euphoria that I get every time I hear from you?
Or will all of a sudden the fated lovers unrequited feeling find its way back from where I left it?
Because it’s been years and even now when I think of you I’m not sure.
I was so sure before you left but it slowly faded and I was so sure all we were was friends.
But the fear and the doubts crept back in and now I don't know.
I don't know if when you get back I’ll bury my face in your chest and breathe you in
Or if I’ll have the audacity to plant one right on ya.
All I know is I miss you.
Whether its love or friendship all I know is I miss you.
Come home soon.