unspoken

𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚏 𝚜𝚢𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚖

Sometimes I stumble on the bedfloor and wonder that you've been thinking of me, because I know for you it's always been me-
The name on your lips
The voice in your head.

I'm the first thing that pops in your mind when you smell a coffee, even at midnight... that's what we used to do.
In every sad music I've introduced to you, I know you'll remember about me...about us and how we used to be.

I just know. Because sometimes I stumble on the bedfloor and rushing in my head are thoughts of you and wonder if you think of me. Because you've been in mine everyday since then...you know for me it's always been you.