it’s 3:26 a.m. and i’m thinking about you...
the way you smiled when i told you i loved you,
the way you laughed at my ridiculously lame jokes,
the way your ocean blue eyes glistened in the sunlight,
the way your golden blonde hair draped over your delicate shoulders,
the way you used to comfort me in my hardest of times,
but most importantly,
the way you used to unconditionally love me.
it’s 3:26 a.m. and i’m thinking about you,
i have one question though...
do you ever think about me too?