My Sixth Poem

I think about you as I walk,
Wishing that, we could talk.
I don't even know what I'd say,
But I'd want to walk with you anyway.
I miss the moments we used to share,
Always remember that I care.
It doesn't matter if it's day or night,
Or if you're sad, or had a fright.
I'm here for you no matter what,
But promise me you won't move to Connetticut.