There are days
Days where I wonder if sorry is a real thing...

Sitting here with my Oreos
And you are on my mind...

You bring a smile to my face
At night I dream of your embrace...

Maybe if you'd put down the mask
You would know why I have to ask...

Watching you walk away
Still knowing it was best...

You see right through me
You see everything I am...

As I sit
All alone...

I sit by the phone
Thinking it will ring...

I love you more with every day
Every minute, every week...

As the memories of you and me
Are swept away like the ripples on the sea...

When I was a little girl
A girl of only five years...

- This poem is about a guy I was (and am) madly in...
Why is that smile so perfect...