Who do you think about when it's the bright of day,
When you're busy at work
and want a break.
When you're out shopping,
Who does your mind wonder to.
That is to whom your heart belongs.
How can you say you love someone, but you only think of them at night.
The lonely hour of night is not an accurate perception of who you like.
Because everyone is lonely at night,
You have to ask yourself, do you miss them or the memories you have of them?
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Unfinished Poems
PoetrySometimes I write in the early morning hours. When everyone else is sleeping and I'm the only one up, inspiration sparks.
