Right Guy, Wrong Time

(hummmmm) I still wake up reaching for my phone,

Waiting for a message that I know won’t come.

Those "good morning, beautiful" words you used to send,

Now I’m left reading old conversations again.

Every sunrise feels a little less bright,

Every sunset reminds me of our goodnight.

I never knew silence could hurt this bad,

Missing everything

we almost had. They say if it’s real,

it’ll find its way,

But that doesn’t make this easier today.

You were the right guy at the wrong time,

A forever kind of love that couldn’t be mine.

Now I’m chasing memories instead of your hand,

Trying to understand what I can’t understand.

I miss the good morning texts,

the late-night calls, The way you’d catch me every time I’d fall.

I was your little Native,

you were my dork,

Now my heart’s stuck where our roads forked.

If love was enough,

we’d still be here tonight… But you were the right guy

at the wrong time.

Your hoodie still smells like yesterday,

And I swear I hear your laugh in the rain.

Everyone says I’ll move on someday,

But they never loved you the way I did.

I miss the little jokes nobody else knew,

The way the world disappeared when I was with you.

Now every song sounds a little like goodbye,

And every “I’m okay” is another lie.

Maybe in another life we’d get it right,

No distance, no timing,

no endless nights. Maybe we’d still be planning forever instead,

Instead of living inside the words we never said.

You were the right guy at the wrong time,

The one I’ll measure every love against in my mind.

I still look for your name lighting up my screen,

Even though I know what goodbye really means.

I’ll always miss those good morning texts,

And falling asleep after our goodnight checks.

I was your little Native,

you were my dork,

Two hearts that got separated by the course.

If fate gives us another chance somewhere down the line… Maybe the

right guy

won’t be the wrong time. (hummmmm)