I am so tired—
And I am so thirsty—
I don’t think of you,
I don’t think of you

I get up
I get ready
I don’t think of you,
I don’t think of you

I drive to work
I check my phone
I don’t think of you,
I don’t think of you

I eat, I read, I file
I talk, I giggle, I smile
I don’t think of you, 
I don’t think of you

I come home
I pet my dog
I don’t think of you,
I don’t think of you

I sit on my porch
I paint my toes
I don’t think of you,
I don’t think of you

I sigh, I drink, I cry
I don’t think of you,
I don’t think of you

And at the end of the night
When I have made it another day,
I lay down
And I dream of you, 
I dream of you

Love from Appalachia,
~Amy