Three Minutes

Three minutes was all I had to speak to you today
I wonder, were my words enough for you to think of me
As you stare at your fire alone tonight in the cool moonlit glare
Do my words mean anything to you
Even in those times when I can not even be there
But what should I think?
Or are my thoughts even something that would even make you care?
Oh 
That's right
I clammed up when I saw you
Beautifully standing there
So you wouldn't know what I feel
And its unfair for me think
That you should even care!
Good day
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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