Category : Poems

Sub Category : N/A

I'm guessing by now,
She's seen what I've wrote.
I started all over,
New account, even new writes.
The original is gone,
Yet I keep up the thumb strokes.
Ever since the bus stop,
Walking by knowing exactly who you were.
Every time I saw you
I couldn't help but smile again.
I wish I believed in myself
When we first met,
Maybe things wouldn't be this muffed up.