(T)onight

And I'm terrified
You know
Because
You can't
Possibly
Be real.

Our story
Was supposed
To end.

But the music
It kept playing
In my head
And then
The words

The words
Stirred me
And I woke-up
To the possibility
That maybe

Maybe
You really did
Hold my hand
When I was asleep

And maybe
Just maybe
I really did
Hold on tight

And...
Conceivably
It's worth
Taking the chance
That you write
From your heart
The way I do

And not
From your ego
Like he did

Because your heart
Can't throw around
A phrase
Like "I love you"
But your ego,
Your ego
Definitely
Can