Be brave

At first I didn't want to admit that I missed you 'cause that would turn everything into real, it would mean you were already gone... I couldn't handle you gone...

I used to spend my days thinking about your reasons over mine, I used to talk to you, dream of you, think about you, I used to find you everywhere... so afraid to ever forget the look of your hair, the sound of your laughter.

And then, one day, I couldn't remember you anymore, it didn't matter how hard I try I could not picture your face... and oh... how much I panic. I looked for you then... went back to the places where you had left your trace, unseen... unnoticed... and then pretend I didn't care when you turn around and fled away.

Do you ever wonder if I would be brave?

I would. Would you?
If I turn around myself... become a better person.. would you look at me then? Again? Would you be brave for me? Would you stop the pretending?

Cause I care... I DO CARE. So I lie... I stay away just like you said. I pretend because I care.
Why do YOU pretend then?

Can you see we are both hiding behind the same tree?
And I see you...
I CAN see you..
Do you see me?
Ever did?

I miss you. I need you.
I wanna be brave.
Do you?

-Juri-