Book of Poetry

Lovesick

Sometimes,

I imagine you,

Standing there,

The wind in your hair,

Without a care,

Often I wish,

To be with you,

But I know,

This is only, 

Selfish thinking,

I wish you were here,

Or I was there,

Lovesick for you,

It kinda sucks if you think it through,

'Cause I feel,

That I'll never see you,

Face to face,

In the same place,

I'm lovesick, 

For you.