The thought

19 October 20194 May 2020 ~ W. Donovan

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
us.

Published by W. Donovan

Weronika Donovan is an amateur writer and photographer. She's an artistic soul. She was born in Poland, where she was brought up and educated. Her adventure with writing began in her late teens, but she started blogging only ten years later. Her poetry has grown since that time. She started to use words more consciously. She defined the journey of her life, portraying it in four volumes of poetry. First of them called 'Ghosts' was self-published in 2019. Weronika is a loner. She likes wandering to interesting places, always choosing her own path. View all posts by W. Donovan