I think about calling you up
to hear your voice, low and soothing
hear your boisterous laugh
echo through the phone
I think about seeing you again
to smell your cologne
as your arms fully wrap
around my small shoulders
I think about your smile
as you tell me another story
your joy shines through
your smile is contagious
I think about the future
all of the possibilities
together, you and me
living life with each other
I think about your lips
what it would be like
to feel them on mine
for the very first time
I think about your hand
reaching out to grip mine
to connect us as we walk
a warm comfort on a chilly day
I think about you now
wishing I could talk to you
hoping you miss me too
wondering if I’m ever on your mind
the problem is I only ever "think" I never "do"