A year of silence
You were all but forgotten
Then you called...
I smiled, I laughed, I danced, at the
thought of seeing you again
Finally we were reunited
You had changed
Your hair had grown long
You had grown taller
But underneath it was you
We talked and talked
A while year worth of catch up
We smiled, we laughed
Together at last
YOU ARE READING
Do I? (Completed)
PoetryDo I love you? Do I even like you? Every time you call, I wish you didn't. Every time you don't, I wish you did. So I must ask myself again do I love you?
