Just the thought of you
Is enough to brighten up my day
It always made me wonder
What is it about you
That I can’t stop thinking about you
YOU ARE READING
Poems of Confession
PoetryWords I opted not to confide Scattered pieces of me, hidden inside He who held them, now nowhere to find Gone, leaving me behind
captivated
Just the thought of you
Is enough to brighten up my day
It always made me wonder
What is it about you
That I can’t stop thinking about you
