Why don't you talk to me?
I asked you how your day was.
I looked at you twice...and,
I even turned over a bit to allow...ah
I am sitting right next to you. You must be busy, or thinking about something important.
I have no interest in dating you... I am simply wanting to share this space - this time - this moment with you.
I sat there once.
What is going through the window that is more exciting than what I could share with you...
I have an exciting life. I have good stories.
I would love to hear yours.
Your busy. I know.
I guess that means that I should be busy too.
I do exist though.
I will wait another day for you to say hi to me.
you are worth it.
-j stallz
2 comments:
That would be savage! Will hopefuly get enough cash to be over for Blair and CJs wedding. One of the only ways I can insure everyone will be in one place, and the whole wedding thing. Would be great to walk across America, or at least a little bit. Hope your woman doesn't have any problem with all that. It's all good.
So what's the poem about then? Spill.
Hey! I miss you. You are one of the best guys and the best friends I have ever had. Everyone's life is better with you in it.
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