I think of you while the rain flows down my windows and the skies are streaked with gray and black

I think of you while the cherry blossoms bloom, flourish, fall

I think of you when the sun is at its brightest and when the night is at its darkest

I think of you and I remember that I'll never be the same again

I think of you a lot and not at all

I think of you and remember and forget all at once

I don't know where you are now or what you are doing, but I think you need to know something

I think of you