It's Like
It's like a strand of your hair,
to the way that you walk,
to the sound of your voice,
and the way that you talk.
It's like coming home from work,
to seeing you soon,
to hear how your day was,
to seeing you home noon.
It's like the thought of you close,
to the way you are near,
to the way you hold me,
to the way you are here.
It's like being in love,
feeling without knowing,
dreaming to believing,
knowing without showing.
I know what it's like to want,
to care,
to love,
and to share.
I know what it's like to hurt,
to cry,
to feel heart break,
and to try.
It's like wondering,
to make it all better,
to discuss,
and to have it all matter.
Copyright © Whitney Zahara | Year Posted 2012
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