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When I Think Of You

When I think of you
I think about rainy days and Sunday afternoons spent buried in books and thick mugs of rich hot chocolate;
Of days spent getting lost in thoughts and worlds of dragons and castles painted in color from black and white.

I think of road trips and lakes and walks by the beach and in the park with hands swinging front and back.
I think of days spent under the sun, happy and young, with never-ending hopes and dreams and ambitions
And good memories I’ve made so far—all tucked away in a box inside my mind.

When I think of you, the color yellow comes to mind and all that it symbolizes—resilience and new beginnings and courage and dandelions and daffodils in clear glass vases.
I think of you during long sleepless nights and when the morning sun hits my restless eyes.

When I think of you, I think of writing a hundred different poems about love and loss and adventure and the quiet nights spent missing you.
I think of the late-night drives in the fast lane with the music so loud but it’s never loud enough to drown out the thoughts of you.

I think of the moments that felt like I was stuck in a bad dream and unfortunate events that kept coming.
I faced them all with my body looking so fragile, but it has survived so many natural disasters.
And though sad, I am glad, so glad that all these times have made me stronger and all conspired to bring the person that I am now to you.

When I think of you, I think of all the feelings I get when I’m with you that I don’t feel for anybody else.

When I think of you, I think of summer and spring and winter and fall—a full year spent waiting for you.

When I think of you, I think of not ever letting go.

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Just another girl who likes to blog and read poetry in her spare time.

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