Thinking Of Me Poem by Desiree Whitamore

Thinking Of Me



And you left, my heart melted
But I stood still and watched you leave.
I cried, you smiled
And you turned around to wave at me.

And it hurts, when I see your face
Yet it takes away what I couldn’t feel
I’ve learned to watch my step
Because I tread on whats never real

How dare you say I never thought I would get anything?
How dare you talk to me like I am still imagining
How dare you look at me, accusingly
How dare you even think of me?

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