I am looking a photo you sent me for Christmas

With your smile and behind you a wreath

I am thinking of you

Do you scroll through your photos

And do the same thing?

And sometimes I think of memories

Of you and us hanging out

I am thinking of you

Do you reflect on our memories together?

And smile at the thought of our connection?

I expect you to have your freedom without me

But it hurts when you are not around

Are you hurt when I am not around?

Or are you so busy that I don’t cross your mind?