20. more than friends.

some wrong turns
and the race was won
and i was second best
though i see you as more
you'll always see me as less

how did we come to this?
a conclusion that this was it?
touching and feeling but there's nothing there?
whispering secrets, but none between the both of us?

and the gaps in time
the fragrant solitude
the songs that play on the radio
well, they still somehow remind me of you

and we'll never know
the chase was over
and you're a distant memory
now that you're writing it with someone new

and i'll just fade
like it never happened, like it never did
just walking past each other
like two strangers on a crowded street