I think I got too carried away
the words of friends and influence of adolescent life leading me astray
I let them tell me what to do
and followed a plan that I didn't think through
I still enjoy your company, don't get that wrong.
though I wish it wouldn't take you this longto realize that I really do like you.
romantic or not- I want to be by your side.
sometimes to be able to read what goes on in your mind.
I want to hold your hand and give the love you deserve
though, I think that spot is reserved
I don't know for who,
but not for me
I'm sorry for acting off with no real explanation
I'm finding it hard to navigate through, too.
Do you think about me at night?
I need the answers, dear.
YOU ARE READING
poems.
Poetryeach page has a different poem. Sometimes, I wont write one until next month, or year, or even decade.
