I often ponder what you’re doing
with your life. In the late night I wonder
where you have been, the things
you have seen, the people
you have met and loved along the way.
I wonder if you loved me then.
I wonder if you still love me now.
Not because I care but because
I just want to know.
I want to know if you’ve grown,
if you’ve cut your hair or got
tattoos. I need to know you are ok. That you are fine. That you are well.
I think of you from time to time
and I wonder where you are, what you do,
who you’re with. If you’re happy. I wonder
who you are now. If you still exist –
the person that you were. Are they still alive?
Or only in my mind. In memories.
I only wonder because I’m curious
not because I care.
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