1000 Days

I grew up middle class Comfortable but not fancy You grew up poor Gunshots ringing through your neighborhood You held me for 1000 days and some change Now you've been gone for 5 My naivety from the past Came back to bite me in the face You can't believe me Not that I'd ever let you You're probably working right now To support your brother and mom As I just walk around sniffing candles Among a bunch of old heads A saffron candle that smells just like you It burns my nose and eyes But I sniff it until it goes blind Now I just sink into this $600 chair As my heart whispers sonatas Wondering if you'll ever hear We were supposed to go to Homecoming And dance under the lights We were supposed to stay out on Halloween And hold hands through the night Could you ever be mine again Could we ever even be friends I never even got to touch your hands