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my poem..."Have you ever"

Have you ever awakened at night and wonder why you couldn’t sleep?
Have you ever dreamed of someone so often that you didn’t know what it means?
Have you ever thought of someone all day and wonder how they are?
Have you ever thought of someone when you see something that it might suit them?
Have you ever bought something just because you think that they would like it?
Have you ever thought of someone when you hear a love song?
Have you ever smile during the day thinking it would be nice if they were there with you?
Have you ever miss the scent of them
And thinking how nice it would be just to have they close to you
Or even hold them in your arms right then?
Have you ever had a skipping heart beat every time you hear their voice?
Have you ever constantly checked the clock
And counted every minute and second to see them again?
Is that what we call “love”?
I guess it is…
Is that what we call “care”?
It probably is…
It happens all the time but we never notice.
It happens all the time but we just don’t admit.
Listen to your heart…
Stop denying how you truly feel…
Love is beautiful.
Love is real.
Let’s forget the moment
And just say “I love you”…


Yosita Anita V.

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