Thinking

I wasn’t thinking about money I wasn’t thinking about fame I wasn’t thinking about glory When i picked up this pen I just felt kind of lonely Thinking of you again I was thinking about lies Saying goodbye And what could have been I Was thinking about missing Touching your skin I was thinking about love Broken trust And kissing your lips Sometimes i wonder Do you think of me? Do you remember my scent All the secrets we kept Did it mean anything? I can’t think about money I can’t think about fame I can’t think about glory I just think about you.