Everytime You Pass Through
Both of us are through.
I'm still crazy about you.
What am I to do?
I have to tell you I'm blue.
For one time, I wish you knew.
My eyes will stay locked on you,
everytime you pass on through.
There is nothing I can do.
inspired by another member's poem
Copyright © Robert Pettit | Year Posted 2014
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