Was looking through my computer, and found this. Instead of it being in my Poetry folder, it was in my Story folder. Fantastic news is that I already handed my poetry project in, and this wasn't in it. That's sarcasm by the way xD Oh well, yet another to put up here. I feel like writing, so I'm gonna do that I guess....? I don't know why I'm still talking. Anyhoo!
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How Do You Know?
I asked you once
If I would ever find love
You said ‘of course’
But how do you know?
How do you know
That he’s out there for me
That I will find him
That I will love him
How do you know?
How do you know
That he is the one
That he will treat me right
That he will care for me
How do you know?
How do you know
That I won’t die alone
That I will have him to hold
That together we’ll grow old
How do you know?
How do you know
That I am what he wants
That I am his ‘one’
That he will love me as I do him
How do you know?
How do you know
What has not yet been
What may never be
What is hopeless
How do I know?
YOU ARE READING
Unorganized Chaos
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