I think about you on idle Wednesdays, on the tube, while stretching, and in long corridors. I think of you when I stop, and when I start.
I think about you when I sleep. While breathing, while running – it’s you, it’s always you, each and every time I think.
I notice your effect on me when I laugh and in the little pauses in between the words I say.
I rely on the thought of you in everything I do.