Wishing You Were Real

 

 

Where are you?

I just want someone to talk too.

I know your troubles,

But you don’t know mine.

You don’t realize how much I need you,

How much I miss you everyday.

But, you don’t even realize I exist.

For all I know,

You all could be reading the stories of my life,

Not the other way around.

I want to meet you in person,

Not just on paper,

Communicating through written words.

Where are you all?

Why have you gone?

Why did our adventure have to end?

Why couldn’t you all just be

Real?

 

© Amelia Jacobson 2017

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