Why?

Why?

What is it?

What is it about you?
Why do I always think of you like my eyes think of the lids covering them? Like how while my eyes think about the lids covering them,
All I can think about is what my eyes see when they're covered... yep they see you.

Every single time my mind wonders, no matter where it starts, it ends with you.
No matter what path my thoughts take,
They ALL lead to you.

So what is it? Why can't I figure out why your always there in my head like bugs are always thinking of the warm light they're swarming?

At least bugs can find another lit lamp to swarm when the lamp they're at turns off.
So why are my thoughts swarming you even though your gone?
Having false hope that you'll come back on and give me the warmth of a bright lamp.
Why can't they just go find another one to swarm?

Why can't I just tell you that your the only thing on my mind?
Am I ever in your thoughts like your're in mine?
Do you think about me like I think about you?
Why isn't there a way to find that out without telling you what my eyes see when they close?
I guess all I can do is hope.

I hope you think about me like cold hands think of warmth.
Warmth of the bright light that you turned off.

Leaving me cold with thoughts about nothing but you.