Crossing my mind.
Reminded of you
from time to time.

Playing he loves me he loved me not.
Giving in to wayward thoughts.

All this potential, seemingly taunting.
Your ghost, is incredibly haunting.
With all its "what ifs"
daydreams and wishes.
Sweet Jesus, just wanna get through these dishes.
Take me back to the night your heart said yes.
Wishing you a happy birthday never the less.
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