Reasons to Think

This page I promise is ripped
And this pencil is tasting like poison
Remembering all of these feeling
But not having you here to enjoy them

The tree I used to sit under
When I watched you play you're games
I don't know why I just thought of that
But other trees make me think the same

I saw two people kiss in the hall today
It made me think of you
How cute we were, how cute we were...
It made me think of you

I saw someone bowing bubbles
And it almost made me cry
That time I spun you around
So the sun would sparkle in your eyes

This page I promised is ripped
And this pen is tasting like ink
Remembering all these feeling
Stops me from having reasons to think