I keep having thoughts of you.
I keep thinking about scenarios or what I'd do,
if we were to run into each other,
would I even acknowledge you or treat you as if you were just another...
Strangers we have seem to grown , but memories I still hold on to ,
I'm not ashamed to admit and say aloud that I miss you.
To be honest I'm waiting for the day, your not ashamed either.
and I can laugh in your face when you admit there's no one like her.
But until the day comes, I sit back w. just these thoughts in bed,
will they ever come true or just stick in my head.