Baskadia

She asked me,

am I always on your mind,

I said no.

She insisted do you ever

miss me at all,

I said no.

I grabbed her arms and said,

you're not in my mind,

you're in my heart,

for I wouldn't want you

to get lost,

in the library of my thoughts,

and I don't miss you at all,

for since you came into my life,

you became a part of me.