Thoughts

 

I think about loving. I think about you. I think about loving you. I think about the day we met, and how that changed my life. I think about the day I left and how we said our goodbyes. I think about the way you touched me, and held my hand. I think about how we watched the sun go down into the ocean while we sat down in the sand. And how we stared at the stars in silence. About how we could say so much without saying nothing at all. I think about the way you kissed me and touched my cheek, about the promisses we made but never where able to keep. I think about it all the time. O, how I think about it all the time. I think about it when I wake up and when I go to bed, I think about it and sometimes it makes me happy, sometimes it makes me really really sad. I think about it when I walk, I think about it when I talk. I think about it when I (should be-) listen(ing). I think about it when I sit up or when I lay down. I think about when I eat, and I even think about it when I’m asleep.

I even think about it when I’m asleep.

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