Do you even?

Have you ever wondered about all the people that you’ve encountered in your life?

The ones you held short conversations with, the one guy you bumped into at Starbucks,

or that one girl you heard crying in the bathroom and asked if she was okay.

Sometimes I dream about you all. You show up and we’re discussing great things,

other times, we’re just sitting by a pool and having a splendid time. Sometimes you’re comforting me in my dreams,

but you were just a stranger on the street. So how is this possible?

Other nights, you’re hurting me and tormenting my soul because I have no recollection of how we met.

I wonder, do you even think of me?

I was that girl you ran into without apologizing, I was the one who stuttered her words while gazing into your beautiful green eyes. I wonder.

Do you even remember my name?

I know it’s not fair to ask because I don’t remember yours. I don’t remember what you wore but I can remember how you made me feel.

I remember, the smell of your perfume lingering on my coat. I remember that you made me smile when I had tears in my eyes.

I wonder, what you’re all up to. I sometimes see you in my sleep, I hear you in the background, telling me about that trip you took. Do you even remember what we were doing?

Have you ever wondered about the people you’ve encountered the way I wonder about all of you?

I should have told you about the spill on your dress, I should have mentioned that you looked stunning but I was too shy to say it out loud.

Do you even wonder what I was thinking about while I just stared at you blankly while you asked me what size I wanted my drink?

I wonder what you’re all up to and I know you may not think of me but if you do, well, just know I’m thinking of you too.