On the very last day that I saw you
We were sipping bubble tea, front seat of your car
I had hoped this brief endeavor would keep both of us together
But the broken rearview mirror tore my hopeful dream apart and
I'll just keep sipping on my tea
The summer was one of too many lasts and goodbyes
Countless friends beginning to piece together the starts of their new lives
And as they jumped into their future and I began to close my eyes
Count the days before I go and count the years before I die
I hoped that we could at least just keep in touch
A simple text, a little call, something small, and others such that
When I see you next things won't be super weird
Is it so weird that I don't want this friendship we've built across all four years to burn?
Until the ashes, stained with tears, painting the sky a simple grey
Raining around us, taunting us with the fear of what our lives could never be
That's all I wanna say
Can you even hear me?
I'll just keep sipping on my tea