To sit and think...
With your head resting on my lap...
I run my fingers through your hair...and smile...thinking about us
I wonder how it happened
How we ever got together...and think...finally
We should have been together long ago...
It's not my fault that you are slow to catch on to your feelings
Probably just like any other guy
I look down at you and smile again...realizing you have fallen asleep on my lap
I lay back resting my head against the back of the chair...take your hand in mine
And drift into a pleasant sleep...Dreaming sweet dreams of you
When I open my eyes you are no longer there...and I realize then
You never were
You never will be
It is then that I begin to cry
It is then that I end it
No more suffering for me
No more pain for me
Now it will be left to you...

06/09/2000

Posted on 10/10/2001
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