The Mind of a Lady - Poetry Collection

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I see you making mistakes,

There’s nothing wrong with that;

Except when you make a heart break,

And don’t even bother to regret.

I see you dreaming,

It scares me, I confess.

You are lost, thinking

On your own, careless.

You left my world by choice, I know,

And it seems like you’ll be long.

And it still torments my soul

The thought of you saying we don’t belong.

Even now I am still lost, I suppose,

You don’t know how much it saddens me.

I am enjoying each minute of prose

Before I start writing tragedies

I know one day you will stop and look,

But it’s useless to try to find me

In other lines or in other books.

I’ve been here all along, but you didn’t see.