Late Night, Thinking About You...

Late night, I had a lot of work to do...
I have been working for a few hours
And then as usual,
You cross my mind, distracting me

I stop all work and begin to think of you
What are you doing?
How are you?
...are you thinking of me?



Poetry by TubaGiant
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Written on 2008-09-15 at 07:10

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WildGoose
i wonder the same thing. different "you", though.

and i mean i'm pretty sure he's not.
2008-09-15