I wonder
if you think about me half as much as I think about you. I cant go anywhere without seeing you there, I can not listen to songs, without hearing you sing them. I can’t watch TV, or movies without wandering what you’d think of them. Everytime my phone rings, I hope it’s you, then I prepare myself so i’m not crushed when it’s not. You’re the last thing I think about at night, and the first thing in the morning. It takes an effort to force my mind not to drift back to you
