6,8,12.

So, M was on the wheel. When this came on, R & M gamely sang along. As for me, I looked away and watched the world go by. 6 months. A rather apt title. 
Do you ever think about me?
Do you ever cry yourself to sleep?
In the middle of the night when you're awake,
Are you calling out for me?
Do you ever reminisce?
I can't believe I'm acting like this
I know it's crazy
How I still can feel your kiss

It's been six months, eight days, twelve hours
Since you went away.
I miss you so much and I don't know what to say
I should be over you.
I should know better but it's just not the case
It's been six months, eight days, twelve hours
Since you went away.

Do you ever ask about me?
Do your friends still tell you what to do?
Every time the phone rings,
Do you wish it was me calling you?
Do you still feel the same?
Or has time put out the flame?
I miss you
Is everything okay?

It's hard enough just passing the time
When I can't seem to get you off my mind
And where is the good in goodbye?
Tell me why, tell me why?

~ Brian McKnight, 6 Months, 8 Days, 12 Nights (aka 6,8,12)