Is it the thoughts? is it the fact that I can see you in my head when I'm not trying to think at all?
Is it the fact that I know you, but don't understand the concept of you?
If not, then what is it that has me thinking about you?
I can see only what my eyes broadcast, and yet, I can only see your face, I can only hear the beat of your heart as you pass by me, only smell that of the perfume that you wear as a trademark, something I remember you by.
Do you think of these things, about me? Maybe not, but I know you know that you're on my mind.
I want to be your question, I want to be your interest and forever a thought in the back of your brain.
Perhaps I will one day, love, and I pray it's soon.