Honestly, it surprises me sometimes how much space you take up in my thoughts, but at the same time it feels completely natural. No matter how busy life gets or how many responsibilities I'm dealing with, my mind still finds its way back to you in between everything. It happens in the smallest moments, in quiet pauses, and even when I'm not trying to think about anything at all. Somehow, you're just there. I don't force it, I don't even question it anymore, it just feels right. You've become something constant, something that stays even when everything else feels temporary. No matter where I go or what I'm facing, there's always a part of me thinking about you, remembering you, and holding onto your presence. You're not just a passing thought, you're something that stays with me through everything, quietly and naturally.