I THINK

I think about you a lot
You are the reason I slowly rot
Me with out you is no “me” at all
I need to have you, even now, in love I still fall
I hate not seeing you
I miss everything you use to do
The laughs, smiles, and hugs
Now I get the occasional glance, half smiles, and shrugs
I don’t like it at all
The way you look at me I feel so small
And worthless, just no good
Smile. Say hello. I wish you would
I still love you I hope it ends quick
Cause, to this day, minute, second, you make me sick

Andrea Rivera

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