Sometimes I wonder, do you still think of me?
And if these thoughts bring back, the feelings of how it used to be.
How about when we first met, how much we used to laugh.
How did it disappear ?
It all happened so fast.
It came out of silence, but ended in a war.
You took this time of my life spent, and threw it out the door. 
Do you still think of me, is it still in the air?
Do you still think of me, do you even care?
It happened without warning, so calm before the storm.
Ending day or breaking down, again my feelings torn. 
Even though it hurts me, I still remember the days.
How good you made me feel, I lost count of the ways.
If I could speak to you, I might feel better.
So I just wrote this song, instead of a letter. 
Do you still think of me, am I part of your day?
Do you still think of me, are you doing OK?
I hope you are I hope you do because I remember you.

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