Everyday, I always think of you. Do you, too?
My head swells with memories of you.
But do thoughts of me even pass your mind?
Would it even occur to you to wonder?
Two hundred and fifty kilometers apart
yet we’re aware what happens in both our lives.
We share messages of when, what and where.
But always leaving out the why and how.
When there’s a great distance between us
it seems that our minds are connecting.
When we’re near each other in a crowd
it’s as if we’ve never exchanged thoughts.
If it’s just the two of us in the same room
would we just stare at each others’ eyes,
never utter a single word while waiting…
just waiting.. for something to happen?
