When We Were HappyA Poem by Cheavel DeLunai little something for a friend of mineDid you think of me much? Through the years I was missing. No, I’d think not. Yet did I think of you? No, I doubt not. We weren’t close then. But as I see it now, we never were. Did you think of me much? Before I got to know you. No, I cannot be sure. But did I think of you? No, not as I do now. I thought you naive then. But as see it now, you still are, if not more. Did you think of me much? When we were friends. Yes, I would think so, though I cannot be sure. But did I think of you then? No, not of more than before. You were a good friend then. And I thought you my own. Do you think of me now? Now that we are finished. No, I think not, not with all the others around. Do I think of you much? Yes. That I do. © 2010 Cheavel DeLuna |
StatsAuthorCheavel DeLunaPAAboutI'm a human. Mostly. I'm am aspiring starving artist. Everything on here is copyrighted. To me. Unless otherwise stated that is.. Salty? Enjoy! more..Writing
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