(Borrowing time...) I told myself it could have been the station. (Borrowing time...) I told myself it could have been the café. I told myself it could have been your kitchen table. (Borrowing time...) I told myself it could have been anywhere but here. I told myself I was only coming back because I'd forgotten the watch, and saying it over and over almost made it feel like the truth. (Borrowing time...) I told myself the traffic sounded different. I told myself the windows were still open. (Borrowing time...) I told myself I still had time to turn around. (ah... ooh... ahh...) (Borrowing time...) I told myself this was the same street. (Borrowing time...) I told myself nothing had really changed. Your gate. An open window. (Borrowing time...) One more step. My hand stopped before the rest of me. I told myself... I told myself... I told myself... I told myself... I told myself... I told myself... I told myself... I told myself...
