Sometimes i think about her all day every day.
I just cant seem to get her out of my mind.
I think what we could be if we were together.
I think about how lucky i am to talk to her.
I think about how truely beautiful she really is.
I think about how amazing a person she is.
I think about how we have so many shared interests.
I think about how she is weird just like me.
I think about how many times she has been hurt.
I think about what i can do to make her happy.
I think about if she knows i really do care.
I think about if i bother her when i talk every day.
I think about if she worries that im just another guy.
I think about her every second of the day and wonder, does she even think about me?
- Author: perplexed ( Offline)
- Published: February 1st, 2017 18:43
- Comment from author about the poem: Sometimes i wonder does she think about me like i do her.
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Comments1
Thank you very much soul 🙂 she doesnt want to read any yet, not until later.
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