She’s the one I tell everything,
She’s not there for my birthday, Christmas, Easter,
She’s the one I admire;
I don’t think she admires me.
She’s the one who brings me happiness:
Do I bring her happiness?
Do I need her more than she needs me?
I’ll not call her,
She’s always busy,
She does make time,
Calls me back when I’ve told her there’s trouble,
Invites me to hers for the day,
Not to her home,
To coffee shops,
We sit out of the rain and she makes me feel:
She makes me feel scatty
She makes me feel funny,
She makes me feel ME
Copyright © Sunshine White | Year Posted 2018
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