When I Think of You
When I think of you,
I think fear.
I think hate and lost trust,
And lots and lots of lust.
When I think you,
I think envy.
I think being green for the girls
you fancied,
You left me alone while you
played me.
Leaving me to wonder..
Would you really come back
and date me?
When I think of you,
I think of my youth.
When nothing me happier than
to be with you,
I think how love and sex were
new to me.
But not to you...
I fear many things.
But I fear most when I think of
you.
Copyright © Olivia Huddleston | Year Posted 2012
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