sometimes i wonder

hmmm...
when i see you i still get that butterfly feeling,
i'm wondering if you feel it too.
everytime i get a moment of silence and solitude,
my mind leads me back to you.
the "old times " build up inside,
but we just wern't able to make it work.
then all i want to do is hold your hand,
even if only for the friendship it's worth.
hmmm...
silently, sometimes i'd think of what "future times" might prove,
now i wonder if you feel it too.