Just Another Love Poem
Sit there and read another one of my love poems Because i like to sit here and watch you pretend that you have no idea that im writing about you That every line, every thought, every word, has nothing to do with you That I no longer have feeling for you, no longer think about you That im not wondering what you are doing, while im sitting here writing this So go ahead, read it, tell me how good you think it is, how deep you think it is, how it makes you feel something While we both know how much im feeling you But please, dont speak, because the truth on how you really feel might accidently slip out But oh yeah, my bad,in your mind im just writing another love poem To this mysterious stranger that just happens to be you, that you always known to be you But im writing this to tell you that you are right, that this is another one of my love poems In which every line, every thought, every word has everything to do with youOne day roberto you will relize that this was wriiten about your slow behind Written March 15th, 2002 © on May 23 2002 12:19 PM PST 18 • 0 • 8
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"Sit there and read another one of my love poems..."