You.

I sat on my porch swing with a glass of wine tonight. And I didn’t even think of you.

I adopted two cats from a shelter.  Indoor cats like you said we could never have. And I didn’t think of you.

I wake up each morning, brush my teeth, go to work, busy myself with stuff. And still don't think of you.

Then one song on the radio, the empty space next to me at night, or the disappointing guy that I ended up on a date with, and suddenly all I can think about is you.