Sometimes I wonder,
and sometimes I don't.
I wonder what being lost in someone's eyes feels like.
I wonder what it's like to kiss a lover.
I don't wonder about how much pain someone has gone through.
But I do wonder what people see out of their brightly colored eyes
I wonder what true love feels like
And I wonder how old people accept death.
I don't wonder what it's like to lose someone,
For I don't need to wonder that.
I know what it's like.
