i mean do you think about me sometimes? i miss looking over when im driving and seeing you asleep on the window. i miss the walk to your place in shorts at midnight together. i think about your smile and how hard you tried not to laugh at the jokes i made. do you ever wonder about me? do you wonder if i still sleep poorly when i'm sad? do you wonder what i do in the mornings, now that i don't have you to wake me up early? do you miss any of it, or me, even, sometimes..?













