I find myself thinking about you often.
The night sky,
the sunset peaking through the mountains,
rock music ,
Video games,
bonfires,
summer nights,
road trips,
Star Wars,
driving home,
Everything,
Every little stupid thing reminds me of you.
I can't get myself to stop thinking about you.
Your eyes,
Your band t shirts,
Your hair,
Your tv shows,
Your hands,
Your family and how they treated me like I mattered.
I miss you in ways that I don't understand and I'm sure you don't give much thought to me.
I'm sure when I think of you that I don't even cross your mind.
I'm the background music to your movie.
Stagnant, there, and silently waiting to be acknowledged in some sequence.
YOU ARE READING
Love, life, and everything in between.
PoetryNumerous poems about what love can do and how it hurts just as much. A collection of thoughts, feelings, and the universal experience of being a human being. Life! From ages 14-23.
