Hmmm.....

You were the only thing I have ever been completely sure about.
And now, the only thing I am completely unsure about.

I wonder if you still think about me,
dream about me,
sing about me,

reflect on all
the times we shared?

The painful times I
helped you through.
Both broken and battered,
dreams abandoned and shattered?

Do you still think about me,
dream about me,
sing about me,

reflect on all
the times we shared?