Unsure

Though I want to be with you,

I just don't know.

 

Sometimes I believe that there's a chance

A possibility of a future

Degree in one hand and ring on another

Picking out where we will reside

Returning from work to see you

Maybe having children

Just as long as I'm with you.

 

Yet I question if that is possible.

Will the interest remain?

Is this feeling just temporary?

Why bother in the first place?

 

But this bother is why I'm still thinking about you.

This poem is about: 
Me

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