Sometimes.
Sometimes I lay in bed for hours wide awake, staring at my ceiling. Wondering what you’re doing and if you’re thinking about me. Sometimes I wonder if you see something, a place. And if it’s somewhere that you would love to take me some day. Sometimes I wonder if you hear a song on the radio and if the lyrics remind you of me, of us. But you know what? For me there is no “sometimes” because for me you are all the time. Everywhere I go, anything I see, do or think. It’s always you and sometimes I wonder if you think about me too. Sometimes. Stephanie - Compatible Cards










