I wonder if he writes her poetry…
I wonder if he’ll drive 100 miles to see her on the weekend…
I wonder if he stops when she say’s no…
I wonder if he loves her or just likes her company…
I wonder if he really wanted out, but couldn’t tell me…
I wonder if he likes her more than he loved me, because she’s not damaged goods…
I wonder if we can still be friends, or if I’m past my use to him…
I wonder if he still thinks about me, late at night in the dark, just before he falls asleep…
I wonder what she looks like and how she acts around him…
I wonder if he’ll miss me if I quietly bow out of his life…
I wonder why it bothers me…
1 comment:
sounds beauitful,peaceful yet agonising
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