24/7
By Deiyen
Every month I sit and wonder if she notices me at all. Every week I smile to myself when I pass her in the hall. Every day I contemplate giving her a call. Every hour I stop and think, dreaming of her and me. Every minute I'm loving her, can't she simply see? Every second I realize, that it will never be. Written October 2nd, 2001 © on Oct 02 2001 02:33 PM PST 18 • 0 • 1
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"Every month I sit and wonder if she notices me at all...."