I wonder
I wonder,
does she ever think of me
when I'm not around?
I wonder,
if thinking of me would make her
feel better when she's feeling down?
I wonder,
if I play hero or villain in the narrative
of her story?
I wonder,
does she know that truly I'm not
in this for the glory?
I wonder,
if I seem foolish courting any and all
kindness that she throws my way?
I wonder,
will she'll suddenly up and leave
me without notice some day.
I wonder,
does she know that I would
wait hours for her sweet hello.
I wonder,
if she sees me or sees through me
perhaps I'll never know.
©SamHarty
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