I've been thinking

I've been thinking about these funny things i remember
like the time we held hands on the walk home in September
and the words you were feeding from the book that you were reading
i never understood them quite, but i wanted too (yea i wanted too)

I know I'm not the only one who loves you
and I know I'm not the only one who cares
and the love song that I wrote for you will never be your favorite
but i wont take it back, i wont take it back

i know its not original to say that I've missed you
but that's what keeps coming back to me
like the dusty old folk song in the key of C
something that can only be, a memory

I've have never been that good with words
but i hope you see, you mean so much to me