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Words in a notebook
I sit here and write to the one who crosses
my mind and does so on a daily basis; as
night makes its decending transition to day,
there you rest within my mind, not letting
me forget the very thought of you.
I sit here and dedicate these words to the
one who crosses my mind in hopes of
capturing something with in you, something
I saw with in your eyes at a very first glance.
It might not be what every girl like you wants,
its not the love song dedicated to you over the
radio, I WANNA KNOW if my words might compare?
I sit here and realize that I am BACK AT ONE,
wondering what you are doing when we are not
talking and yet need to use my Oxford Dictionary
to come up with definitions of what I feel.
Not being able to get those 10 minutes back that
prevented the 1st meeting and yet feel FORTUNATE
that I will not have to wait a LIFETIME to meet.
I sit here and write to the one who crosses
my mind and does so on a daily basis; as
night makes its decending transition to day,
there you rest within my mind, leaving me
wondering... might I be your prince charming
