Do I cross your mind From time to time Is it some stupid joke I told Or a smell in the wind For me It's a dream keeping me up at night As real and constant as your laugh Although I feel thoughts of you with a pang of guilt Wondering how I Should actually feel We fall so easily for new faces But it is more It's brushing past one another And deep silent looks Sharing stories like childhood books This seems almost too cliche Maybe it doesn't exist Except in dreams