I remember the late nights I lay awake thinking about you.

Your smile
Your eyes
Your hair

The way you looked at me when I was heavily intoxicated.
You were laughing.
Not the “I’m sorry for you laughing”
But the genuine laughing.

(With a smile that could light up the world)

The memory makes me think we dated
But that’s a silly thought.
So many of my thoughts surrounded you.
It was everything that you do.

Did you have thoughts about me?

My smile
My eyes
My hair

The way I looked at you when I was heavily intoxicated.
Looking up so high
To a boy I could never call mine
Lighting up the room with his eyes

Did you ever think about me?
Do you now?
Because I still do.