Thinking of Maria
Some might say I'm crazy
When I look at her picture
I say " that's my baby!"
I miss her
When I don't receive a letter from her
Feeling like we've been together
Where's my letter?
I'm ready for the real thing
Tired of this mail game
Crazy brain
Hoping she feels the same
Am I mental health
I don't think so
Maybe by the world's standards
But they don't understand us
Real is real
And this is how I really feel
She told me that she like that
I give her real
And she gives it right back
I'm longing for her presence
I don't care what people say
Longing for her essence
Hoping one day
That I can hear her say"Hey Baby"
To heal my sad heart
That I've had lately
Author: James Ryan White
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