I Wonder

Sometimes I wonder if you'd still be a mess,
if I had not mentioned all that you said.

Sometimes I wonder if it ever crosses your mind,
when you swore that it'd be our secret to hide.

Sometimes I wonder if you meant what you said,
"With all they said to you, they must be mislead."

Sometimes I wonder about the moments we shared,
Is it true that you actually cared?

Sometimes I wonder if you'd apologize, if we talked.
Then I remember all the things you'd concoct.

Sometimes I wonder about the "goodbye" that wasn't said.
Then I remember that it isn't needed because the you
that I knew is already dead.