PrinceInDeepThought

well you have seen this before, some page of my poetry laying naked on your computer or phone screen like some discarded x-file. and you read the lines greedily, wondering if maybe, just maybe I am writing about you and I am. You smile at that because you know that you have my words tied between your fingers and you could set them loose if you wanted to. You like the control. You could shut off your computer screen, turn off your phone never message me back and it would not make a difference. These files will still be here, my thoughts and your thoughts still clouding the windshield of my head and we will still never be together.