It is midnight again
And I am still awake
Because I'm thinking of you
Just because of you.
I am imagining
That tonight I am with you
Personally talking with you
Spilling about my feelings.
I am like a crazy person
Talking all by myself
Although I know
You cannot hear me.
But still I can't stop
I will not pass out
Until you wake up,
Until you hear me out.
YOU ARE READING
*UNTITLED POEMS*
PoetryOnce upon a summer night I went on a writing streak All I did all night was write Until there was no more ink! These poems were all written in the year 1999 and beyond So pardon the words, if it's simple And not so properly put. Still I hope you...
