Think of me

I hope that sometimes, without a warning or a motive,
the memory of me hits you and you’d think of me.
Even when you don’t want to, think of me.
But don’t remember me no more, no. Think of me.
As I was with you. As your head says I did or didn’t do.
Just think of me. Little bits of me. Big pounds of me.
Huge loads of me. Think of me.
And when you don’t want to think anymore about me,
you will start to miss the thought of me
and you think again I’m there.
Just there, by your side. Again. 

Autor: León Alberto

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