Woundering Poem by Miriam Porras
Woundering
i look at a picture of you, woundering if u love me
i look at all the notes and gifts u gave me, woundering if u did love me
i look at everything remembering what wonderfull things we went through, woundering if you still love me
i look out my window and stareing at the moon, woundering if you miss me
i try to remeber your face, wondering if u ever existed
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