Sometimes I wonder if you think of me.
Do you think "Is she happy? is she free?"
Sometimes I wonder if you regret your decision.
"Was I right to walk away? What would happened if I stayed?"
Sometimes I wonder do you care
"She is lonely? does she miss me now that I am not there?"
Sometimes I think, does he wonder about returning?
"Does she still love me? Is her heart yearning?"
I think to myself, he is better off without me around.
In my darkness he would have drowned.
But I let myself wonder once again.
My mind drifts off on it's own every now and then.
Has he read my poetry does he know which ones are for him?
Has he noticed that without my sunshine my days are dim?
Does he see me, have I become invincible?
Does he still care for me? The thought alone is inconceivable
I know I was a meaningless crush,
not even sure if I was worth that much
Maybe a distraction or a passing phase,
I know I was temporary, forgotten in days.
But it doesn't stop me from wondering;
Inside the purest heart, did I even earn a spot
Unblemished are the petals that determine;
He loves me...he loves me NOT.
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Beautifully Broken
Poetry"A stab in my chest, I'm wounded but can't bleed. There is a loneliness inside of me, accompanied by a gnawing need".- Nick I write what I feel and sometimes I'm inspired. whatever the case these are all mine. I love words and poetry If there is...
