I miss you so much when you are around,
But when you are gone relief takes over,
Sometimes I wish I could just hear that sound,
Your voice, but I'm afriad of it's owner.
I don't understand the way I'm thinking,
I don't understand the way I'm feeling,
But at times when you're around I'm sinking,
So, now what? I feel that you are stealing...
Stealing away my thoughts, I'm so confused,
I don't my heart unhappy or bruised.
Katie Berry
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-don-t-know-7/
