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I know i shouldn’t think about it,
But I can’t help but wonder.

Do you see your forever with me?
Do I make you want to try more?
Do I make you want to text me good morning and good night
Every single day?

Do I make you want to text me
Just because? Because you couldn’t stop your heart from connecting with mine
Even for a few hours?

Do you want to tell everyone you meet along the way,
That you had the most incredible boyfriend?
And that you felt like the luckiest girl on the planet mostly because of me?
Is there a reason why you sometimes hesitate to tell people about me at all?

Do you listen to me?
I mean, really listen to hear?
Do you hang off my every word
And drink it all in, and wait, eager for more?
Because no matter how much i give you,
You were endlessly hungry for more and more and more?

Do you remember the smallest of details that i give you?
Is there a reason why you don’t remember the ones I give you?

If I created something, 
Anything ,
Would you have been intrigued enough to want to read my words?
To hear my stories?
To feel my heartbeats on a page? Because you’d have to hold me back from enveloping yours completely.
And I can’t for the life of me figure out why you don’t want to read mine.
If I matter,
My art should matter to you.

Were you madly in love with me?
Did that kind of love scare you at first?
Because it felt like magic,
And you are not someone who believes in magic.

Did it terrify you because you’d never felt anything remotely like it in your entire life?
But you grew to like it, to want it, and to need it. Can you even imagine experiencing the same level of adoration again one day?

Did I steal your heart,
Then break it,
And keep your scattered shards?
Are you still looking for those old pieces to mend it back together again? Are you looking for me to give you those pieces?
Because if you are, it pains me to tell you that I can’t give them to you.
Those pieces are gone forever.
But I can give you new pieces

If fate were to have us meet again,
Would your heart start skipping, and would it signal mine?
Was it merely distance and timing that forced us apart?

Do you ever wonder what if things were different for the both of us?
Do you think we’d still be together?
Do you think about it?
Because I do.

I know I shouldn’t think about it,
But, if things were different, if you had the choice again, would you still choose me?
Did you have to pause and think about that just then?
Because if you did,
Even for a moment,
Then I already have your answer.

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I know i shouldn’t think about it,
But I can’t help but wonder.

Do you see your forever with me?
Do I make you want to try more?
Do I make you want to text me good morning and good night
Every single day?

Do I make you want to text me
Just because? Because you couldn’t stop your heart from connecting with mine
Even for a few hours?

Do you want to tell everyone you meet along the way,
That you had the most incredible boyfriend?
And that you felt like the luckiest girl on the planet mostly because of me?
Is there a reason why you sometimes hesitate to tell people about me at all?

Do you listen to me?
I mean, really listen to hear?
Do you hang off my every word
And drink it all in, and wait, eager for more?
Because no matter how much i give you,
You were endlessly hungry for more and more and more?

Do you remember the smallest of details that i give you?
Is there a reason why you don’t remember the ones I give you?

If I created something, 
Anything ,
Would you have been intrigued enough to want to read my words?
To hear my stories?
To feel my heartbeats on a page? Because you’d have to hold me back from enveloping yours completely.
And I can’t for the life of me figure out why you don’t want to read mine.
If I matter,
My art should matter to you.

Were you madly in love with me?
Did that kind of love scare you at first?
Because it felt like magic,
And you are not someone who believes in magic.

Did it terrify you because you’d never felt anything remotely like it in your entire life?
But you grew to like it, to want it, and to need it. Can you even imagine experiencing the same level of adoration again one day?

Did I steal your heart,
Then break it,
And keep your scattered shards?
Are you still looking for those old pieces to mend it back together again? Are you looking for me to give you those pieces?
Because if you are, it pains me to tell you that I can’t give them to you.
Those pieces are gone forever.
But I can give you new pieces

If fate were to have us meet again,
Would your heart start skipping, and would it signal mine?
Was it merely distance and timing that forced us apart?

Do you ever wonder what if things were different for the both of us?
Do you think we’d still be together?
Do you think about it?
Because I do.

I know I shouldn’t think about it,
But, if things were different, if you had the choice again, would you still choose me?
Did you have to pause and think about that just then?
Because if you did,
Even for a moment,
Then I already have your answer.

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Visit us @ www.gingsblog.
Or call us @ +2348174050526
www.gingsblog.


I know i shouldn’t think about it,
But I can’t help but wonder.

Do you see your forever with me?
Do I make you want to try more?
Do I make you want to text me good morning and good night
Every single day?

Do I make you want to text me
Just because? Because you couldn’t stop your heart from connecting with mine
Even for a few hours?

Do you want to tell everyone you meet along the way,
That you had the most incredible boyfriend?
And that you felt like the luckiest girl on the planet mostly because of me?
Is there a reason why you sometimes hesitate to tell people about me at all?

Do you listen to me?
I mean, really listen to hear?
Do you hang off my every word
And drink it all in, and wait, eager for more?
Because no matter how much i give you,
You were endlessly hungry for more and more and more?

Do you remember the smallest of details that i give you?
Is there a reason why you don’t remember the ones I give you?

If I created something, 
Anything ,
Would you have been intrigued enough to want to read my words?
To hear my stories?
To feel my heartbeats on a page? Because you’d have to hold me back from enveloping yours completely.
And I can’t for the life of me figure out why you don’t want to read mine.
If I matter,
My art should matter to you.

Were you madly in love with me?
Did that kind of love scare you at first?
Because it felt like magic,
And you are not someone who believes in magic.

Did it terrify you because you’d never felt anything remotely like it in your entire life?
But you grew to like it, to want it, and to need it. Can you even imagine experiencing the same level of adoration again one day?

Did I steal your heart,
Then break it,
And keep your scattered shards?
Are you still looking for those old pieces to mend it back together again? Are you looking for me to give you those pieces?
Because if you are, it pains me to tell you that I can’t give them to you.
Those pieces are gone forever.
But I can give you new pieces

If fate were to have us meet again,
Would your heart start skipping, and would it signal mine?
Was it merely distance and timing that forced us apart?

Do you ever wonder what if things were different for the both of us?
Do you think we’d still be together?
Do you think about it?
Because I do.

I know I shouldn’t think about it,
But, if things were different, if you had the choice again, would you still choose me?
Did you have to pause and think about that just then?
Because if you did,
Even for a moment,
Then I already have your answer.

For More Interesting Articles
Visit us @ www.gingsblog.
Or call us @ +2348174050526