Do you look at those letters and think about the time we shared?
Do you pick up the books I gave you and miss the reading races we had?
Do you unknowingly spot some of my habits in a stranger and then feel weird about it?
Do you look at the fan and wonder if it’s too fast or too slow for me?
Do you walk on the beach and appreciate the silence of the nature like I did?
Do you sometimes appreciate the things that I forgot at your place?
Do you get up with a nightmare, and wonder if I’m ok?
And if you do, do you still believe that Ted’s lessons of Robin to Barney were futile?
