thanks again for the orange juice

i thought about you all the time
and i wrote some things on paper
after a while i felt like i was being tested
but that feeling grew tired as the time grew later
they say that love knows no bounds
they tell me all kinds of things
i knew i'd made a few bad choices
and that a single chance could change the situation
i went on journeys through the city
chases through my imagination
wound up mistaking you for another
on more than one occasion
there's something lasting and eternal
in your presence
that led me back to you
if you only knew
how much i wanted you
maybe you do
i couldn't take the pain
and now it's back again
what else could make me feel this way
other than the memory of witnessing your happy face?
to shed my attachment to just that
i asked someone to throw the paper away
through all of this i still claim
that i will never forget your name