i could write another poem
for you, to describe
the struggles, and cryptic stressors
intwined within my simplistic life
but maybe tonight,
i'll just lie here
and stare at the stars
and wonder who
you are thinking about
and of course,
i'll wonder if it is me.
YOU ARE READING
Teacups and Pens
PoetryA collection of poetry from my mind. Take from it what you will.