Missed me?
(I don't even know you...)
He pulls away and says "come"
For some reason I follow him.
He walks really fast.
I run to catch up.
"So who are you exactly?"
I say.
No answer.
"Hello? I'm talking to you."
Still no answer.
Suddenly he stops.
"Your mate".
He starts to walk again.
(My WHAT?)
"Whoa Whoa Whoa!"
I run up to block his way.
"Excuse you but I don't have a 'mate'"
"Of course you do. And that is me.
Now come before its daylight."
(I sigh and follow. Maybe I will get
Some answers later).
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you are very trusting lol
I really do like this poem,,, have you ever thought of writing a book..
you'd be a great auther
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well i never really thought of writing a book
but thank you for your comment im glad your liked it 
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