if someone askes me why i still think of you,
i know i will bs about some stupid reasons
and leave everything for time to deal with.

but i asked myself honestly,
what is it that makes me think of you again and again....

it all sums up to my desires....
the desire of being loved and cared for

those mere things that i can't stop wanting....

just simply the way you say my name
the way you gentlely stroke your fingers through my hair
the warmth of your hands in the cold winter days
and just the littlest things that ment almost the whole world to me.

but it is only "almost" all the world....
and it's shrinking slowly by the minute

i wonder, if one of these days, we meet again
what would i say?
how would i act?

if i can
i want to be able to give you a gentle hug like an old friend
i want to be able to smile and ask you how you've been
i want to be able to be confident and just as wonderful as i was in your eyes

if......we ever meet again, i will.