Do you think of me?

Late at night when the stars can't sleep,

Do you think of me?

Think of the times we wished to keep,

The long days we ruled the world,

Our feet eating up the busy streets,

Until, exhausted, together we lay curled?

When by the summer sun your car heats,

The seats burning through dark wash jeans,

Do you think of me?

As the wind through a gap-tooth fence keens,

And carries the dandelions into your iced tea,

When you laugh until you nearly cry,

Do you think of me?

Don't- it was good we said goodbye,

That door is locked and I threw away the key.