I wonder if you think of me as much as I do;
If you're hurting as much as I am;
If your regrets include at least one of mine—
Or your memories go to ones with me—
If your trail of thoughts direct to me.
I wonder if you think of me, too, right now;
If you even think of going back to me.
Has it ever crossed your mind, crying?
Have I ever crossed your mind, crying?
I wonder if you're wondering the same things, too.
YOU ARE READING
Mi La Letra
PoetryIncarcerated are words--an ensemble of letters, an expression of you--hoping to fly. (A compilation of random poems.)