Tears come to my eyes
Yet they do not well over,
Everytime I think about the things that are not, but could be.
It wouldn't be easy,
but these thoughts are not easy either,
All I wish for is my lonely hearts company.
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100 reasons to love you
PoetrySome are weird, some are personal... some are not. -some thoughts -some people -some late nights -some notes - this is no longer in my head, no longer a mental diary. ('Some' count: 7)
