Chance fling

Sometimes I think you might miss me too.
And sometimes I remember how
You said it meant something more.
Sometimes I wish you’d call,
But we both knew it was perfect as it was.
Sometimes I wonder about more time
And what more could have been;
To have met your friends.
Sometimes, I remember fragments,
And things that never happened.
Oftentimes, I forget how wonderful
It is to share this just with you
And I’m grateful I was, briefly,
Someone special to you.