Did it mean anything to you? At all?

See, I never thought it could. Never in a million years would I have thought it could mean the same to you as it did for me. Does for me.

But… just for a second… I looked up at you and… I don’t know. I thought… maybe it did. Maybe.

I’ve been wondering. Did you… feel it? Or was it just, awkward?

To me it was nice. I almost… miss it. No. I do. I miss it.
Just like I miss you.

I just don’t know anymore.
There is something I need to say.
and
There is something I need to ask.
I need to.

Did it ever mean anything to you?
Because it meant something to me.
I just don’t know how to tell you.