I think of you sometimes
when I'm lonely
or at random,
like when I tie up my hair...

Sometimes I think of you
when the song in my earplugs is way too loud.

I think of you
sometimes when I'm in the shower
at times while having a snack
when I miss catching my bus
when I fail in a test.

I think of you
and about how your presence could have changed my feelings about every damn thing happening in my life

I think of you in my sleep,
and when
when I'm awake.
It's mostly dreaming
but you're still there.

I think of how bright your smile is
how cute your hairstyle,
how well we match

I think of you all the time,
and then I hate myself for the same.

You're right there,
but you can't know this,
I think of you always .

****

AN:
This is poem in her PoV for a love/crush that's lost/never returned.

Thank-you for reading.

This was a draft and I finally posted now. xoxo.