Today is a bad day
You didn't see me
But I saw you
You didn't think of me
But I thought of you
Today is a bad day
Again I was too scared
To ask what I wished too
Again I was unprepared
When you asked what I was up to
You saw me staring
And walked up to me
We were talking
And then you smiled at me
Today is a good day
YOU ARE READING
Leftovers
PoetryLeftovers Leftovers of me Every story has a piece A piece of my heart
