I think about you,
when I cross the street,
wonder if you’re nearby
standing on the corner,
watching me,
while being safely
tucked away,
showing your love
only in the shadows.
I go about my day,
spending moments alone,
wondering if you think about
what we were anymore.
I know I do think of you,
wishing you might know
again my love,
again how my heart aches
with any thought of you.
Its misery
is the reality of our truth.
 | a quiet man on Haiku Love |
 | Yernasia Quorelios on Haiku Love |
| a quiet man on I Took A Walk |
 | Priti on I Took A Walk |
| Priti on I Took A Walk |
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