If you're wondering whether or not I'm thinking of you, the answer is yes.
I went away, dear Agnes, loving you. I stayed away, loving you. I returned home, loving you!
You're my first thought in the morning, my last thought before I fall asleep and almost every thought in between.
I wake up in the morning, thinking of you. I sit in the shower, thinking of you. I lay in my bed, thinking of you. I go to sleep, thinking of you.
I just close my eyes because I might see your face. I just close my mouth because I might hear your voice. I just close my ears because I might hear of you, but I could not close my heart because I love you.
If I had a flower for every time I thought of you, I could walk in my garden forever.
Thinking of you keeps me awake. Dreaming of you keeps me asleep. Being with you keeps me alive.
Today I caught myself smiling for no reason, then I realized I was thinking about you.
When I miss you, I read our old conversations, smile like an idiot, listen to songs that remind me of you, then I miss you more.
Sometimes I catch myself with a silly grin on my face, but then I realize you came across my mind again.
I like you. Like, I really like you. Like, I'm over heels, you're on my mind way too much, I'm singing stupid love songs really like you.
The best part about the morning is that I'm thinking about you, but the worst part of this morning is that I'm away from you.