do you think of me?
when you think of the things you regret, do i make you fret?
when you think of the things you have loved, do you think of me?
i want to be someone you think of?
our love came to a close,
with no warning.
no sign of goodbye,
it snuck up on us,
like thief’s in the night.

we happened at the wrong time.
it is nothing short of tragic.
it was as if we had forced the stars to align and the moon to shine.
but...we were those lovers who were different. right?
we had the connection everyone else looked for, right?
little did they know what truly went on within us.

all the games we played with each other’s minds,
you see, we were so worried about each other’s thoughts we forgot the way it felt to just be within each other’s arms.

alas, the past shan’t be changed.
do you still think of me?
because,
from time
to
time,
i think of you.
and maybe shed a tear or two