Thinking of You
by Kirstie
Sometimes I can't even go to bed,
Because when I close me eyes,
All I can see is you in my head.
I don't think one day has gone by,
That you haven't crossed my mind.
Everytime I remember I cry.
How could you have ment so much to me,
And I ment nothing to you.
I was so blind there was so much I didn't see.
It's like I was lost and didn't know what to say,
When ever you were there.
I just wish I could have come to relieze,
The whole time I thought you cared,
I had believed a lie.
Poetry
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