They, wondered why he writes
Why he spent most of his time
Flipping between his pages
Trying to educe something new
They've never seen his writings before
Simply because they weren't for them
They wondered who was she
Who he writes for day and night
Who has stolen the sleep from his eyes
They wondered if she was worth it
They wondered if she loved him back
If she knows how much does he love her
But all he ever wondered was
Wether he made it to her wandering thoughts
When she wondered about things or not
