i know a boy
who'd sing to me
through the telephone
if i wanted him to
(but i don't)

and he'd write me love letters
sealed with kisses and perfume
if i wanted him to
(but i don't)

he'd drive across the world to see me
and stay up all night
singing to himself
about how he misses me

he'd wait outside my door
until i showed up
with open arms and an open heart
(but i wont)

09/10/2005

Author's Note: [ formerly called "i wont" ]

Posted on 09/10/2005
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