Here I am

Here I am

Here I am, again,
alone, in a crowded world . . .
No one here I see.
No one here but me,
in this crowded world,
alone, with you on my mind.

I can't help but wonder,
if you're thinking of me?
Are you looking for me when I'm not there in a crowded world alone with you?
And still I wonder, do you smile at me, when you're thinking of me,
if you're thinking of me, when you're alone in a crowded world?

By Anonymous