Every Waking Second
By birksy
Every waking second, thoughts turn to you, turn to you again, what you might be doing, thinking, saying, playing. I try and pretend this cannot be, but before I can discount you, you are there again, smiling, laughing, crying, sighing. My face is not a face, it's a mask behind that I think of you, writing, planning, coping, hoping. Every waking second's taken up by you, and you alone. Written February 9th, 2002 © on Feb 09 2002 05:56 AM PST, Simon Birks 0 • 12
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