I wonder if
You will think of
Me on days we
Never meet.

Will you think of me
When the wind lightly
brushes against your hair
And think of one instance
Where it brushed against
'dreamily' as one would phrase it?

Will you think of me
On days when it rains
Like how I do
For the day I started
Noticing you was also
The day when it rained
Heavily?

Will you think of me
When the sun shines the brightest
And recall my smile
Like how I do with yours
With a slight ache in my heart?

Will you think of me
While coming across pages of art
And hope to paint me
As one of your many muses?

Tell me my love
Will you think of me
On days we never meet
For I will never cease
Thinking of you
Even on days
We meet regularly.