When you find random old poems…

you obviously post them on your blog. I really don’t know when I wrote this poem, I can take a guess but it’s all up in the air. And I don’t have a title either.

Do you really see me,

when our gazes meet?

Do you really hear me,

when I start to speak?

Do you really feel me,

when you pull me into your embrace?

Do you really care for me,

or just wipe tears off my face?

Do you really know me,

my hopes, my fears, my dreams?

Do you really love me,

or just my company?


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