Don’t think you’re not on my mind.

I’ve been thinking of you every day.

Nightly too, I must admit.

Assume you already know.

Kept pretending you’d be back.

Acted like it was a known fact.

Truthfully, I knew reality.

Except, I don’t like to admit that.

Dug deeper than you needed.

I know that you’ve got to feel it.

Not what your eyes are used to seeing.

Age might be too far between us.

Keep saying it’s all relative, time will tell.

Act like it’s enough but we know so well.

Total change is in your future.

Enough of this, you’ve got no clue what you’re doing.