I have been doing this for a year,
Writing each tear,
Letting you know each fear,
Hoping you will see,
What you mean to me.
Rhyming each dream,
With a thought about you,
Wishing you’d see,
That I love you,
Setting the beat of my poems,
To the beat of my heart,
But still you are blind,
Or you choose not to see,
How much you really mean to me.
I don’t think you know,
How I really feel,
So if only you knew,
I wrote it all for you.
©The Pesky Poet
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