Time after time my thoughts go back to you.
Be it a day , a month or even years , they always go back to you.
What is it about you that I can't let go ?
Sometimes I wonder to you think of me. And if you do what is it.
What do you think about when you look at the stars? Or when it's storming outside?
Some days I wonder will I ever stop thinking about you. Will I ever stop thinking about that blonde mop on your head or those light eyes that always had a spark in them. I've been wondering. Do I have to? Maybe you're supposed to be right where you are ;in my mind ;in my thoughts. Forever.
But maybe if I lose my mind , I'll lose the habit of thinking about you.
