Monday, August 23, 2010

blown over

The wind has blown me over
far away from you
yet you seem to have not noticed
you seem not to care.

I want to be with you
You’re my tree
it is with you that I belong.

But here I am
floating in the wind
waiting to be noticed
waiting to be loved.

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Hi! Let's all try to add more positivity in this world and adhere to the saying, "if you don't have anything nice to say, keep silent."

Showering you with unicorn poop so you'd always stay magical! Heart heart!