Thinking

I spent so much time
Thinking about how
Your hand would feel
If it would hold mine

And I spent so much time
Thinking about how
You would taste
If you would kiss me.

And sometimes, you'd
Hold onto me,
Squeeze me tight
And my stomach would flutter

And I was so swept up
In the thought of you,
Your smile, your smell,
You dazzled me.

I spend so much time
Thinking and thinking,
Wanting you to be happy
That I didn't realize

That you were happiest
When you were with her.
And after that,
I didn't know what to think.
♠ ♠ ♠
I think this is one of the shittiest poems I've ever written. I'm just.. stuck.