Redirected thoughts to you

misskay

Whatever I do

I’m redirected to you

 

I wonder what you’re doing and if you’re having a good day

I wonder if you’re looking after yourself 

In all of the right ways 

I wonder if I’ve crossed your mind today

at any point at all

I wonder if you’ll act on impulse and just decide to call 

I wonder who now sleeps next to you 

and if she adores you too

I wonder if her heart can see 

The things I cherish in you 

I wonder if you love her more than you could ever love me

I wonder what she could have 

That I don’t have or can be

 

I wonder if she’s pretty 

And I wonder if she’s thin

I wonder if you’ll cast her aside 

As others you’ve choosen to bin

 

I wonder if your conscience is telling you that you know me and I’m not actually mad

I wonder if it affects you to know that i miss you and I am sad 

 

I wonder if your heart will tell you 

To ignore the logic of everything 

I wonder if you’ve chosen now 

To put it in the past and

Not to even give me a ring

 

I wonder if it upsets you too

Deep down way inside

I wonder if your back in that bubble 

Where you go to hide

 

I was busy doing something but my thoughts redirected to you

I wonder why I wonder when I have so much to do

 

 

 

  • Author: misskay (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 17th, 2018 05:33
  • Category: Love
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Comments5

  • misskay

    I have loads of these I wrote lately lol
    But it adds to my work I guess x

    • misskay

      Aw thank you x

    • misskay

      We’re wonderous kind of people lol

    • misskay

      Thanks Claudelle 🙂

    • misskay

      Thank you yumnakay
      Totally agree

    • dusk arising

      I'm so glad i checked you out having seen 'Satan's touch' today.
      All those terrible 'i wonder' questions you dont want to have running thru your mind but cannot stop... loved the way you did this.



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