Thinking About You Always
by Jeena M. Needham
As I lie here late at night, I only think of you.
You're all I ever think about, and dream about too.
I wrote some words down on paper, to tell how I feel.
And trust me, everything I said was truly for real.
I dial your seven digits on my purple, cordless phone.
You're usually not there, and as expected I feel all alone.
But then I'll start to think about how you smiled and how you
I'll go on and think about the way you laughed and the way you
I'll finally fall asleep, dreaming of us two.
And when I wake up, I find myself holding my pillow wishing it were