You
I can't help to stop thinking about you.Everywhere I go, there you are. When I look at people I see you. I always feel like your behind me. When I turn around your gone. When I am sleeping I swear I can hear and feel you breathing. But I am not complaining. I rather have you here with me, then having you with there with somebody else.
poem by Makayla Straight
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