Not a boy..

I lie awake thinking of you and I wonder, if sometimes, you think of me to. If you look at my sky; if you breathe my air. If you ever really cared. If you really meant what you said when you said it and if you ever told me a lie. Or if you ever told me the truth. If you ever felt my pain or cried my tears. If you know how deep your cut, how long the scare. Yeah I think of you all the time.