When being forced to lay down and not move to much you get even more time to think. Think thats what I really dislike with being sick, I have the ability to to think to much even when im up running true life so you do the math. 😉
If I look in your eyes, will I get to see your thoughts?
Some days Im wondering, what you are thinking now?
You’re in every face I meet, still I taste your sweet kiss on my lips.That smooth skin on my finger tips.
If you would return to you today would I carry on? Would it be joyful or just a loss?
Life is still beautiful. And I find myself thinking, where do we go from here?
You may not be thinking of me, but I’m thinking of you. Your scent is all that’s left, and it guide me back to my dreams of the time we spent together.