Wrong.

I tried to go to sleep. I got so scared.
I remember when I listened to your favorite song, and I finally got it.
And every day, you're a day further away from me.
But I'll still feel like I have something to prove to you.
To prove to you that I'm awake now, and I get it, about the song.
And it's a selfish thing. You shouldn't have to come back and listen just because I finally realized the person I needed to be. I finally realized that I loved you.
Our timing was always wrong. Wrong.