When I lay in bed in the late but early hours, I can't help but think of you. My thoughts drift to you in the same position as I. Do you think of me like I think of you? Better yet do you think of me thinking of you, hoping with utmost sincerity that my thoughts are consumed with the same idea of you thinking about me thinking of you? Because there is no better thought weaved in my mind, than the thought of me overruling all of your mindless, thoughtless, late night thoughts.

I see the soft falling of leafs, and think of the season I met you.

I hear laughter and think of your drunken fits of giggles.

I sit by a fire and remember your warm gaze across the flames.

I watch the empty seat beside me and remember the way I wished you'd occupy it.

I pore myself a glass of water, and think of the way you pored me one when I had a little too much to drink.

I open messenger and think of the first time you messaged me.

I greet someone and think of the way you tripped on your feet when you kissed my cheek in greeting.

I watch a movie and think of the way you fell asleep next to me.

I take a walk and remember the way you walked me home.

I see streetlights and think of their reflection in your eyes as we chatted in empty streets.

I moisturize my hands and think of the hand you held out to help me out of my chair.

I dance in my bedroom and go back to the moment you swept me off my feet on the dance floor.

I hear that special song, and recall your firm grip on my hip.

I brush my resident's hair, and think of the way you brushed a fallen strand behind my ear.

I shiver and remember the way you warmed my arms on that cold winter night.

I paint my toenails and think of the games we played, hidden beneath the table.

I see the last picture we took together and think of the way my lips burned to say something.

I notice the room falling silent and I think of all the words we left unsaid.

I see a suitcase and think of goodbyes that were never said.

I think of you and think about what could have been.

I think of you and wonder if you think of me.