i started wondering about the past today
i thought of you and me and rings, oh my
i thought of songs and trophy wives and our degrees
and other things we would’ve made fun of

i thought of my life and how you would have a lot to say
i thought of how I thought you were gone
and whether we would name our children after ***** we used to know

i thought of how i’ve changed, and i don’t even know the color of your nose anymore
i thought of imaginary things
i thought i thought i grew up