Thoughts
I sit here and think,
I ponder what life would be like
If we could still be.
A note here and there,
Your face seeming to care
A worried note, a cautious glance
And then nothing.
You disappear into thin air
Why tell me you love me
Why even listen
Why lead me on when all your going to do
Is leave me?
Copyright © Summer Hackney | Year Posted 2008
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