I thought of you last night.
Actually, I think of you every night. Sometime I think of you first thing in the morning
Most times I think of you after starting my day and wonder what you are doing.
I always think of you in the evening.
But last night it was different, you arrived in my dreams - like you have many times before.
I know the exact date the last time we spoke, the last date I saw you. Time, has not been favorable.
Wherever you are, what ever you are doing, I think of you constantly.
You are missed.
Every time I think of you, with every word I write.