This poem is for you,
The one and only person I can turn to.
In times of depression and anguish,
Or when I need to talk about the tears,
Tears in my life, Tears in my trust
Because it seems like talking to you is a must.
I can't stop thinking about you, I don't know why,
I think of you like an obese person thinks about pie.
I can't wait,
I can't take this,
I want to talk to you again,
To see you, to converse again,
But the place I am at
Restricts me.
I hope you will remember me,
Like I remember you,
I just have one question,
Do you miss me too?
