I know you think of me, its visable, its clear
You try to hide it, you clame I'm a lier, but i see right through it (Sadly i know you too well)
You say you forgot it was there, but thats not true...thats impossible
It's been a week, but the distance (or time) between us doesnt matter.
Theres signs of you every where i look.
Are you a vision in my head, just my foolish imagination, or are you torturing me?
Well it wouldnt matter...it never mattered, because regardless it still hurt.
But...im glad your happy because I could never wish bad on someone who i was (am) profoundly...
In love with.