When I think about you
and why you went away
I often sit and wonder
"will he come for me today?"
Although you never show
I wait here patiently
I never move from my room
and whisper quietly,
was it something I said that wne into your head?
was is something you heard even a whisper from a bird?
was it something you saw that made me you leave in aw?
was it something that I did was I acting like a kid?
was is something you felt, that hit below the belt?
Do i somehow ever show that I wanted you to go?
I hope you know i love you,
I hope you know I care,
I hope you know how much I miss the wind through your dark brown hair
Do you know i sit here waiting?
I see no other guys, I miss the breath that gets caught in my chest, when i look into your eyes. When I think about you and when you went away. I often sit and wonder
"will he come for me today"?
