I Still Think of You

Bleeding on paper Sometimes it just needs to get out, to be written, to bleed onto paper. This poem bled onto paper after a vivid dream!

I still think about you,

I wonder how your doing

I worry about you

I still hope the best for you

I still miss you

Even if my last words were not the best

Even if our past was laid to rest

You Still wander through my dreams

catching my attention again, as it seems...

My mind reels, rewinds, fast forwards,

As I live it all over

I remember what Drew me to you

Your individuality

Your uniqueness

Your just you

Through the pain, lies and tears

I still hope the best

through the worst of my fears......