My hands shake and the thought of you. I don't think about him with you or you with him.
I think about me without you.
I think about me without that warm feeling.
I think about me without that warm feeling I get when I feel like you are mine.
I think about me and how I'm losing my ****.
I think about the voices that wake me up at night asking about you.
I think about you
I always think about you.