Loving the lovedA Poem by Stewart
We talk for hours nust enjoying each others voices,
We talk about our day and what we did, You talk about your past, I talk about the present, Yet we both secretly dream about what the future holds for us, You are one to not easly admit you miss someone, Yet you hang up and call back 20 minutes later saying you miss me, Me argue for hours over if your cute or not, I sit there and listen to your voice as you talk to your sisters, You complain about my lack of conversation but i can't tell you why, "I think i love you," I mumble under my breath, Oh what i would give to let you hear those words, I spend hours thinking of her and asking myself "do i love her?" I spend my nights talking to you and dreaming of you, When i lay my head down i pray to God above to let me see you when the next day comes, I love you, im sure that a do, How could i not? Your eyes, your smile, your laugh, Everything down to your coughs and hickups drive me crazy, What i wouldnt give to just me sitting there next to you holding you, I love you and i beg for you to pack, I will get on my knees if i have to please just come on back, © 2012 StewartReviews
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2 Reviews Added on April 8, 2012 Last Updated on April 8, 2012 AuthorStewartAboutIm mainly a poetic writer although i'll do the occasional historical fiction story or novelet. Almost everything I come up with is right off the top of my head and I hardly ever think over what i'm go.. more..Writing
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