why is it that when I see the sunshine,
I think of you?
And when the stormy clouds roll in,
I want to curl up next to you?
Often I have sleepless nights,
and the only thing I end up thinking is,
"I hope he's getting enough rest, I wonder if he's okay, or if he's in pain..."
and yet when I see the sunshine,
felt the morning dew,
and heard the birds singing,
all I can ever think about is you.
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Love Poems || FINISHED
Poetryjust poems about not only the sweet and alluring side of love but also the pain it can bring, the hardships, jealousy, and mania. just reeeead you hopeless romantics and faded lovers
