I still have dreams

where there was more

to us

I still check your horoscope

To have some idea

of how your day might go

I still think about that thing you said

And I laugh out loud

I still look around

whenever I go out

so that maybe I’ll see

you

I still hold on to

every little memory

containing us, then

At 11:11

I still waste my time

to wish to see you

standing there

smiling or something

how stupid

I must have been to think

of you in that way

Would you notice me

If I was her?

No.