dying.

I wonder if I cross his mind like he does.

I wonder if he thinks of me as much as I think of him.

I wonder if I'm in his dream like he's always in my dreams.

I wonder if he feels the same way like I do.

I wonder if he waits for me to smile first like I'm dying for waiting him to smile at me first.

I wonder if he cries about me like I cry about him.

I wonder if I'll be him and he'll be mine.

So I could get rid of those 'i wonder'.

I'm waaaaaaaaay bored, bitch.