Often, I picture us
Holding hands and watching movies
Sitting on benches under old oak trees
Hearing your laugh throughout the day
And catching you smile
When you think I don't see
An all I can do is hope
That when you close your eyes
Your mind is filled
With thoughts of me.
-katie
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Poesiamy poems, give credit. PLEASE READ AT YOUR OWN RISK SUICIDE AND DEATH IS MENTIONED MULTIPLE TIMES. PLEASE SEEK HELP IF YOU ARE SUICIDAL, DEPRESSED, OR JUST OVERALL SAD. YOU ARE LOVED. •••••••••••••••••••••••...
