She doesn't know
She doesn't know that whenever she's busy and I'm not being crazy, my mind is bothered.
As things clattered on the floor, my thoughts were scattered.
She thought I was understanding, but honestly, I am good at waiting, so I waited.
People might think I'm wasting my time, but I can't handle it well when they say things that cause her name to be tainted.
I kept myself busy to live a few hours of my life on my own, but I really want to spend every moment I have with her.
She doesn't know that when she's around, my mind is so much clearer.
She doesn't know that I'm pleased by her presence.
I'm actually astonished and earnest about our differences.
She doesn't know a lot about what's going on with us, and I'm not even in a rush.
But I want her to know that I'm there for whatever she wants to happen.
She can go release a very loud siren or create a new, healthy garden.
She might not be sure where we're going, but I'll be there.
Because I genuinely care, and lately I wanted to be with her.
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PoesíaRecords of my very own thoughts, stories, poems, etc. that had been piling up on my notes for far too long. If you don't have anything to do, you can read FF. sentiments for fun. I made this to serve as a storage space or a destination for everythin...
