Honestly this is my last poem for awhile and of course it's to you.

The one who stalks my thoughts, clouding my judgement, blinding my vision with images of yourself.

The one who holds my heart but doesn't even know it.

The one who's on my mind early at dawn because I hadn't slept all night.

The one who's face pops up during that one song and won't leave once arrived.

The one who I notice in every picture we're in together.

If you're a stalker of my mind I guess I'm a stalker of you?

Scratch that. That sounds scary.

You're just on my mind a lot.