N//Ever

No you won’t ever show up on the parking spot next to my house again and ring me when you’re there.

  And I won’t look out the window and see you going up and down the road just putting you’re phone away. And even though I know you’re there it will make me even more happy and confident to see you there from the distance and notice that you actually showed up.

 It just won’t happen again.

You won’t come, not by car and you won’t drive your motorcycle.

  And I know this. I know it and it makes me sad and disappointed because I thought we could be something.  
  I really did.

And still. I keep looking for you because I’m still hoping that you will be there one day.