Just in my head

I wonder....

Do you ever miss me?

Am I just living in a fantasy?

I have to be honest, though; this fantasy is better than the reality.

Reality is filled with all sorts of tragedies and scenarios that are more dramatic than the movies.

I always thought that these kinds of things just happen in the movies.

I wonder if he ever thinks of me.

EVER.

Quite frankly, I do think of you. Quite frankly, a lot.

This thought has crossed my mind and I'm here wondering that does my face come to your head when you hear anything, or do you ever hear my voice whenever those grey clouds appear.

You'll miss me when it rains, my love.

You'll miss my presence when someone fails to understand you.

You'll miss me when you talk about your choices and preferences and you'll miss me when you remember my fashion advices.

You'll miss me whenever you wear navy blue and you'll miss me whenever you like a girl's hair.

You'll miss me whenever you call a person soft-spoken.

You'll miss me whenever a person advices you not to text while driving.

You'll miss me when you're drenched in those romantic yet treacherous rains.

You'll miss me when it rains, my love.

Or will you?