Long Remembered

I cannot concentrate again.
My mind is set on wandering
down a well trodden path
that leads to you.
It has been years since we've spoken.
Years since our eyes met,
as they occasionally did.
And yet...
yet I find myself coming back to you.
Painting a picture of you in my mind.
Some days it is ugly,
I pronounce all of your faults.
Others, though,
show the idol I thought you once to be.
Those are the days I long for touch,
for kinds words and good wit,
for adventure and mischief
and the warmth of smile.
And I know, I know, I know
I ought not.
I know I should take your image
your memory, and seal you away in my mind.
Lock you up in maximum security
and forget to feed you.
You never were any good for me.
For all this trouble,
all this wasted energy,
all these nights laying awake,
Do you ever even think of me?