You met me so fresh to the world

Full of hope and possibility

I liked everything about you

I liked your voice, your cadence

The way you looked down at me as you took off your watch before we made love

But was it love?

Only love could be that free

And maybe that’s how we were meant to be

Always free with each other, no expections

Yet I was wrapped around that hook

We must have known each other in another life

Maybe you were sent up north to meet me

We’re still in each other’s lives in a way

Through photos, likes and views

I remember the last time I looked your way

You were lighting a cigarette in my rear view mirror

Right before that I told you, ‘I don’t know if I’ll see you again’

You said, ‘that’s the way it is sometimes’

So maybe in the next life sometime