Sometimes, I think about you
and I don't realize how late it is.
I'm on my bed, looking up
just thinking,
thinking about you,
thinking about us.
All the memories we shared together
and will be sharing together.
I'm excited for what this year
has in store for us.
Let's hope it's all good things
S. J.
YOU ARE READING
Poems
Poetry"love is a game of tic-tac-toe constantly waiting for the next x and o" This book consists of poems about life, love & pain. We all experience different things in our lives. We all met different people that changed our lives. We are all different. B...
