When you think of me,
Do you wonder how I feel?
Do you wish to see what I see?
Do you wonder if I could love you and make it real?
While you ponder,
do you wish you were here,
Sitting next to me, eyes wide with wonder?
Would you like to be next to me, my dear?
At night when you dream,
Do you think of us, a you and I?
Do you begin to scheme
Does this sometimes make you cry?
In the morning when you wake,
Do you feel glad to be seeing me soon?
Or do you start to shake?
Do you wish you were as far as the moon?
When you think of me,
Do you whisper into the wind
Whispering sad lies to soften your misery
Feeling like the time spent together, was poison, was sin?
When you think of me,
Do you truly love me?
Please tell me what you think
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hmm...definitely thought these thoughts as I'm sure many have. Glad you were honest in your feelings. That's the beauty of poetry!
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