... As you walk by in the hall,
im afraid to look at you,
afraid to talk to you, afraid to cry.
But what if I broke down and began to cry?
would you put your arms around me
and hold me just one last time...
would you whisper "I love you"
and tell me it will be ok just one last time...
would you have that look in your eyes
and truely seem to care just one last time...
or would you turn and walk away
killing me for that one last time...
... just one last time...