Be Real Writing
Original poetry, short stories, quotes, and rambles by an everyday giant searching for meaning.
Monday, September 23, 2013
You
I'm not in love.
I hardly even know you.
You aren't the first.
You'll hardly be the last.
These feelings, they die
These ideas, they pass.
Yet if you asked,
I can't say I wouldn't be yours.
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