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vms Jan 2018
My wings spread and I let it get to my head
just like I let you into my bed

Oh what a risk I took to feel bliss
but now all I seem to do is miss

I miss the way you'd call my name from across the hall

And how when I bawled I'd think
"he'd break my fall"

But you didn't
and now all I'm left with is anticipation of a call
vms Jan 2018
I have to wonder
when do you think of me?
is it when you are free?
alone and let be?

I have to wonder
what is it that you see?
what keeps bringing you back to me?
what makes you stay throughout the color changes of a tree?

I have to wonder
are you afraid too?
of what we might lose?
That must be why I keep trying with you.

I have to wonder
if the ceased "I love you"s and "good night"s are results of that fight.
If it's me that's losing sight
or if it's you that's crashing this flight.

I have to wonder.

— The End —