MY THOUGHTS OF HER
Why was I sad? Why was I alone?
Not doing a thing, staying in my room;
Longing to see one woman I treasure,
Did not know where to start looking for.
I picked up my phone, read her messages,
Seeking for comfort, browsed her facebook page;
Wanting to hear her voice, I called her,
Network jam crapped, the conversation went blur.
My worries derailed me, and began thinking,
If she was okay, happily smiling;
If she had eaten her food, took a little rest,
Studied her lessons, set her eyes for the best.
My thoughts of her gave life to my face,
That I couldn’t help myself having this wish;
If anything went wrong, please be safe,
Otherwise, please have something to keep.
Missing someone is sometimes funny,
Especially when she is a woman you always see;
I just laughed my creep out, gave myself some space,
LOL, rescuing myself from this unwanted craze.
Recovered from sadness, wrote down this poem,
For at this moment, she was still home;
I really hope she will like this one,
For I will continue writing her as long as I can.
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