Sometimes I think about

Sometimes I think about

Something I think about

the day I lost you.

I wonder if there was

ever a chance if

you come back.

Some days I think

if I said I am sorry,

would it be enough.

Sometimes I wonder

if we could be

true to each other.

Some days I feel like

we are suppose to

be together then there is others I donot.

Sometimes I think about us

and the love had

for each other.

Sometimes I wonder

if it would matter

if we did try again.

There are some days

I think does she even miss me at all.

Someone must been listening

to me because you do

miss me and still love me.

Sometimes I wonder

if you did

but I know that you do.

I love you so much.

-Gene Conner

September 11, 2009

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