Thinking of you, as usual
Feeling the bump in my side
I smacked myself on the counter
Coz you're blocking my line of sight.
Thinking about you a lot,
Doodling here with my pen
The people around me a blur
One looks like you, or maybe ten.
Thinking about you and me
And what I should eat for lunch
Thinking that I should stop thinking
Then thinking about you again.