Notebook
-15 October 2005-
You know almost all of this notebook
Old, well-worn, and used
Holds poems about you
In your glory
From each time that I’ve mused
About holding you tight against me
And knowing that you care
I do know that’s not how you feel
And that’s almost too much to bear
I wish that these poems could reach you
Without me extending my hand
For if you were to say
You love me
I would be the happiest girl
In the world
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