Do You Ever Think of Me?

Standing there in the grass, you look and smile at me, 

In another time and place, it’s me with you I see. 

As I gaze into the sky I wonder how it could be, 

The rushing thought flows through my mind, do you ever think of me? 

 The days are long but quick to pass, do you think before you speak? 

Is there ever a doubt in your mind that it’s you I seek? 

For when you look, laugh, and smile it fills me up with glee, 

Yet still I yearn and have to know, do you ever think of me? 

 I held on loosely to that notion, credit I’ll give you some, 

I’m standing there alone and sad you promised me you’d come. 

The moment I realized I’d been played, no more sadness there can be, 

When you decided to tell me a lie, did you ever think of me? 

 Now my thoughts of you are filled with anger, dismay, and shame, 

How could I have ever thought that you would feel the same? 

As days pass my thoughts are less, the ones of you and me, 

Wait ‘til I’m gone then you can ask, do you ever think of me?

April Lammons