Think of Me

You wouldn’t know this,

But when I dream, it’s still of you.

I find it funny that you were ever mine —

Funny in a breaks my heart kind of way.

 

I won’t call. I won’t look. I won’t ask.

But I can’t help but flinch when I hear your name,

Or relive a memory from that time when we were us.

 

Every love song reminds me of what could’ve been

But never was.

 

I won’t ask if you dream of me.

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