Love is on the other side of the Lake

Isn't it wild that
I took the photo 
on your Instagram profile?

Do you ever look at mine?
It's not private. 
I bet you do. 

Aside from your voicemails,
I haven't heard your voice in years,
but my heart still has conversations
with you every single day,
and they start with me saying: sorry.

I don't miss you,
but I wish I knew you.