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Sometimes I wonder.
Thinking of her, once again.
Never thought about someone as much as I think about her.
She leaves me asking questions.
She makes me unsure of what she says sometimes.
I don't know which way to take it.
But she loves it.
She knows what she does to me.
She knows I just can't get enough.
I always come running back.
I've had her so many times.
But I just want more.
I feel it, when she looks into my eye's.
I can feel my heart getting warmer.
I can feel my gut go weak.
It like one of those moments.
You know, when you feel like your watching yourself.
From someones Else's point of view.
And you can't control what you do or say.
And then you come back.
It's like your mind takes a trip.
Well that's what she does to me.
It happens when I least expect it.
It's now 1:24am on Sunday the 5th of September.
I just can't help it.
Why is she always in my head?
Why can't I stop it like all the other times before.
Why can't I block it out?
I don't know.
I'm unsure, yet again.
When I'm thinking of her.
Sometimes I wonder if she thinks these thoughts to.
If I'm always on her mind.
If she can't get enough of me.
I hope that's the case.
It's now 1:26 am on Sunday the 5th of September.
It only took me two minutes to come up with that.
See how quick it is to write.
When it comes to her.
Anything to do with her.
Time fly's like never before.
I've never hated time so much.
Because when I'm with her the moments seem like seconds.
When really an hour has gone by.
Well I better bring this to an end.
As for I'll be writing a lot more about this girl.
I'll make this short and sweet.
Lily,I love you.
You mean more to me then this very earth I stand on.
Never thought about someone as much as I think about her.
She leaves me asking questions.
She makes me unsure of what she says sometimes.
I don't know which way to take it.
But she loves it.
She knows what she does to me.
She knows I just can't get enough.
I always come running back.
I've had her so many times.
But I just want more.
I feel it, when she looks into my eye's.
I can feel my heart getting warmer.
I can feel my gut go weak.
It like one of those moments.
You know, when you feel like your watching yourself.
From someones Else's point of view.
And you can't control what you do or say.
And then you come back.
It's like your mind takes a trip.
Well that's what she does to me.
It happens when I least expect it.
It's now 1:24am on Sunday the 5th of September.
I just can't help it.
Why is she always in my head?
Why can't I stop it like all the other times before.
Why can't I block it out?
I don't know.
I'm unsure, yet again.
When I'm thinking of her.
Sometimes I wonder if she thinks these thoughts to.
If I'm always on her mind.
If she can't get enough of me.
I hope that's the case.
It's now 1:26 am on Sunday the 5th of September.
It only took me two minutes to come up with that.
See how quick it is to write.
When it comes to her.
Anything to do with her.
Time fly's like never before.
I've never hated time so much.
Because when I'm with her the moments seem like seconds.
When really an hour has gone by.
Well I better bring this to an end.
As for I'll be writing a lot more about this girl.
I'll make this short and sweet.
Lily,I love you.
You mean more to me then this very earth I stand on.
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