Surviving Heartbreak

Do You Think Of Me?

I wonder, do you think of me the way I think of you,
in the quiet moments, in the echoes of what we knew?
Do you sit with friends, my name a bittersweet refrain,
sharing laughter, sharing tears, still feeling all that pain?

Do you miss me when you drive past our favorite place,
where we carved our dreams into the soft embrace?
Do you turn at the scent of jasmine on the breeze,
as if I'm somehow lingering in the rustling leaves?

When our song plays softly, does your heart skip a beat,
or do you turn away, pretending it's just a tune on repeat?
Do you find me in the silence when the world feels loud,
or see my shadow in the crowd, a ghost beneath the cloud?

To be honest, I'm terrified to know what you might say—
if the answer is no, it would shatter my day.
My heart can't bear the thought of being lost to time,
a fleeting thought in your mind, no longer intertwined.

But sometimes in the stillness, when the memories ignite,
I wonder if you reach for me in the depths of your night.
Do you feel the weight of absence in the spaces we once filled,
or is it just a fading echo, a love that's been distilled?

I ache to know if I linger in your every thought,
if you miss the moments, the battles we fought.
For in this tender distance, I still hold on so tight—
I just wonder, do you think of me in the shadows of your night?

At the end of the day, I am better without you,
but I can't help but wonder if my absence has done anything to you.

—MistakenGenius