What to do when all I think about is you.
I try my best to drowned it out.
But still, my every thought ensued.You're not mine to miss,
but still my every thought of you consist.I can't touch you that is foretold.
because like you're not mine to miss,
You're not mine to hold.If only I hadn't opened up..
maybe what I'm feeling wouldn't be so tough.I am not even this type of woman.
I've never been so enchanted by anyone.Trying to stay away isn't easy to do
When all I think about is you.
YOU ARE READING
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PoetryPoetry.. For the broken, misguided, mistreated, abused & sometimes ...in the mood.