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Thinking About Me

Writer: Gurdit
Gurdit
Apr 20
1 min read

Maybe he's thinking about me too,

When we haven't seen each other for days.


Maybe butterflies flutter in his stomach too,

When we see each other after those torturous days.


Maybe he's wondering about me too,

When he cannot sleep during the night.


Maybe he's dreaming about me too,

When he cannot tell me what he's telling me in the dream every night.

 
 
 

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