and i wonder if i ever cross your mind

I always wonder about you, and if I ever cross your mind because even after all this time you still cross mine. Years have passed, and there are some pieces of me that I must of left with you because parts of me are lost and when I retraced my steps they led me back to you.

Of nights I lay awake, staring through the ceiling,

Imagining the stars embedded in the deep velvet skies,

Your face crosses my mind.

Your smile.

Your eyes.

Your hair.

Your scent.

Of nights I lay awake, missing you,

I wonder,

Did I ever cross your mind?

—  wayfaring-words  
I deleted a picture of you off my phone tonight along with some texts you’d sent months back. Ones telling me how much you missed me and how you needed to see me soon. I don’t get those anymore, in fact I don’t hear from you at all. I still miss you from time to time. When my eyes are heavy in the early hours of the morning or at the bottom of my 9th pint. I wonder how you are and if I ever cross your mind. If you ever see things that remind you of me and no one else, like my favourite band on tv or that film I hated so much. I still think about you but not as much anymore.
—  I maybe still love you.
I wonder if I ever cross your mind.
or if you stop to think about me.
or the number of times I pop into your head.
do you feel anything when I look at you right in the eyes?
how about butterflies in your stomach when my arm briefly brushes up yours?
does your heart ever skip a beat when I smile at you?
do you like it when I joke around with you?
have you ever wanted me wrapped tightly in your arms,
with your chin resting on my head,
and our fingers intertwined?
have you ever imagined us kissing in the darkness, alone in your car, with music softly playing in the background?
do you play scenarios of us in your head over and over again?
do I take up your thoughts before you fall asleep?
are you worried about us being miles and miles apart when school starts again?
I wish you knew how much I wanted to see you everyday.
I wish you knew how much I just wanted to kiss you every time we were alone together.
I wish you knew all the crazy thoughts passing through my mind whenever our eyes met.
I sure do wish you knew how madly I fell in love with you this summer.
—  i don’t have much time to see you anymore and I fucking miss you

“I know you’re happy with her now. And I know that she makes you smile and laugh the way I used to. I know that she makes you feel the way I made you feel and that everything with her is easy, the way it never was with me. I just…, I wonder, y'know?” She said, biting her lip and diverting her eyes from his to the window behind him.

“Wonder what?”

“I just wonder if you ever think of me. If you’re ever really busy, but I happen to cross your mind. Or if you ever wish for me to come back.”

“Of course I do,” He nodded. “I think about you all the damn time. But just because I miss you doesn’t mean I can just leave her to be with you,”

You can, actually, she thought.

“But, God, yes. I miss you all the time. It’s all I ever do.”

—  excerpt from a book i’ll never write