By julie
Date: 13 October 1999

Scribble

Sometimes I wish you would write about me
Something different than me always scribbling you
My words get tired, I repeat myself
And I find that my feelings don’t change

How exciting it would be 
To see you write about me
I can’t imagine the tingling sensation
And the smiles it would bring to my face
But you probably wouldn’t understand 
What a treat it would be 
If you would only scribble me