Monday, September 21, 1998

41. You

 It's you that keeps me up at night
Filling my head with nothing but you
You're all that I think about,
You're all that I dream about.
My mind is constantly working,
thinking of you
I think of your hair, imagining it 
entwined in my fingers.
I think of your eyes, so blue and clear;
Imagining them lighting up when I walk in the room
I think of your laugh, and the way you smile
Now if only that smile was for me.
I think of how there could be a 
"you and me"
It's you I love, it's you I need
If only it's you that knew.

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