My Midnight: A Second Collection Of Poetry

Somehow

Somehow,

I feel you near.

Are you there?

Is this real?

I just felt you.

Can I believe that?

I want it to be true,

I want this to last.

So I'm waiting,

If you decide

To show your face

In my life.

I feel you near

And I know now,

It's real,

Somehow.

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It's real, and I'm still waiting.