It hurts to leave you.
Does it hurt you too?
I just wish I knew.
Do I mean anything to you?
Do you feel blue?
Do you actually feel something?
Or do you not have one clue?
Sigh, if only I saw from your point of view.
My view is killing me.
My thoughts when thought about you are never filled with glee,
but instead with a plea.
A plea that you will see the light,
and hopefully when you do it will make me feel free.
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Dreaming Is Believing(Poems,Book 2)
PoetrySECOND POEM BOOK :D Were all believing in something. I believe in many things such as love,friendship,forever.and moments.Some of us don't get why people believe in this,but I assure you, you can at least try.
