I always find myself lost in my mind
Not the first of its kind.
I always catch myself thinking of you.
It’s nothing new.
I blame insomnia, but that’s not it
It’s cause you’re missed.
I get so stuck dreaming of you
I wonder if you think of me too.
I wish you would text, call, or come to me
If only it were that easy.
I miss and love you
And every other hour too.