As I sit here thinkin of you
U thin of your eyes so bright and blue, your touch so soft, words so kind
These things of your no longer mine
Says together nights on the phone
Now I spend all my hours alone
I loved u once and I always will
Wouldn't it be perfect if you loved me still.
Share This Poem
This Poems Story
I wrote it when two of my friends passed away back in 1996. That is how I felt at the age of 16.