When I’m happy, I think about you.
When life gets hectic, I think about you.
When I can’t seem to focus, I think about you.
When things are going my way, I think about you.
When I have nothing better to do, I think about you.
When I think about what my past accomplishments, I think about you.

When I think about my past regrets, you’re the first thing that comes to mind.
When I wish someone was sitting next to me, I think about you.
When I’m having one of those days, I think about you.
When I feel hurt or sad, I think about you.

They say true love hurts.
I know this feeling well.

If I could reach out to you and tell you ‘I Love You’, I would.
But all I foresee is more pain. Reciprocated.

It’s better to have Loved and Lost, they say.
Yet all I can wish is that we could have just Loved, and never had Lost.

I miss you.
I still Love you.
And I think about you, everyday.