All The Time...

I think about what could have been nearly every minute....

I think about you almost daily....

I think about what could have happened if I just told you the truth....

I think of what could have happened if I never left town...

I think of what could have happened if we stayed in contact like we said we would....

I think about where you are in life now, and if you're happy...

If your life is somehow better without me in it....

Or if you miss me the way I miss you...

How the hell did we let this happen?