The consant thought...

The constant thought of you dwells within my mind ever present if even it is just passively but it doesnt stay that way...i find myself thourout the day thinking if you wondering if you are thinking about me...the notes of a song the chirping of birds all these little things trigger you to come once again like a deluge into my mind, which i must say i do enjoy for it is like sipping on fine wine, when i think of days gone by but the bitter sweetness of it all is the sweet is that you dwell in my mind and the memories are lovely but the bitterness is how i long for you, your soft touch upon my face, the warmness of our bodies laying next to eachother in the chill of the night....