Monday, December 29, 1997

12. My Thoughts of You

I sit here in my room all by myself,
thinking of you
My every thought is of you
You're with me in everything I do.
In my thoughts of you, we are together.
That's the way it would always be.
In my thoughts of you, nothing matters.
In my thoughts of you, the only important thing is
my feelings for you and yours for me.
In my thoughts of you, we are together forever.
In my thoughts of you, reality doesn't matter;
only us.
If it were my choice, I'd never leave my thoughts of you.
Why is it, when I do leave my thoughts of you,
I am left so alone?
So alone, back in my room, all by myself,
Feeling so lifeless and loveless.
That's why I always go back to my thoughts of you.