Last updated on November 25, 2021
It’s hard for me to write this
as I know not what you or I seek
but it’s my heart and yours I miss
even if they’ve had no chance to speak
I hope they will have one—
not just one, but a great many
I dream of beautiful places, some
you’d take me to, others about you’d tell me
This outpouring of emotion comes quite unexpected
as there was a lady before with whom there was none
there, a dearth of heartfelt I suspected
you, I’ve hardly met, but do you seem to be, could you be, the one?
All this feeling leaves me tumble dried after a storm
It almost gives me wanting to mope
or is it a new chapter being born?
I don’t want to give in to hope.
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