The thought

I want to remember your smile
when you looked at me
it’s all I have.
It doesn’t matter if
I imagined you or not.
I don’t need many people
don’t need many talks
You were the only one
I could’ve been with.
It doesn’t matter if
I wanted that or not.
You haven’t left me anything
but speculation.
It drives me crazy
the thought about you.
That I won’t
speak to you anymore.
That we won’t
meet again
the universe between us.
That I won’t
tell you all the things
I wanted to tell you.
Can’t stop thinking
about ‘what if’
Can’t stop crying
on what I could’ve had
Can’t stop imagining

Β© W. Donovan

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