Worrying

by Vito   Mar 17, 2004


Worrying about you and only you,
I offered to ride my squeaky bike miles in the midnight cold,
Willing to let the frozen air, freeze me to the bone,
Only to stop you from felling so scared and alone.
Why wont I quit this concern?
Why do I care how you feel?
A care about few..but..i care about you,
AHHH….I cannot sleep,
Worrying about you.
I am quickly sinking deep,
Worrying to me is new.

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