Stuck - Poem by Jess Dav
I think of you every now and then when my mind has nothing better to do.
Would we have a kid by now?
Would we get married in June?
Could we have danced to our own tune? The tune of our hearts that use to beat as one.
Would we have lasted another year, or would it have ended anyway?
Would we have family albums with us inside, enjoying meals of every kind?
Right now my mind has nothing to do, so here I am, STUCK thinking of you!
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