There's not a day that goes by,

a minute that passes.

That you're not on my mind.

I think about you all the time.

I wonder how you're doing.

What you're doing.

Who you're with.

Everyday.

Daydreaming.

It just doesn't make sense.

During these thought are when I smile the most.

Only in my mind,

everything works out fine.

But I guess that's how it goes.

That's just apart of the process.

Missing you.

Missing us.

Dreaming about what I wish could be.

Feelings and thoughts.

You will never know.