holding the paper coffee cup in the winter.
i feel something.
should i go back to find you again
you know my name
i know this won't happen.
sitting around my desk in the winter.
feeling got stronger.
you forgot my name.
I'm hoping for a dream that will never happen.
sitting around my desk in the summer, years later.
the feeling never stopped chasing me.
you forgot me.
I'm still ....