By erin
Date: 6 September 1999

untitled

i wish i didn't think of you so much.
when i don't time flies,
i can go about my day.
but when a thought of you pops into my head
it seems as if the world
stops.
and if i continue to dream
and wonder
and think about you
then it seems as if 
i will never make it to the end of the week.
and it seems like you'll never 
make it back here, to me.