Hurting 2

Feelings,
how could I ever do a thing
about them?
Count to ten, again
and again. If I got to a million
it wouldn’t mean a thing.

I’m dealing,
with these thoughts, sort of.
Sights of you pour
from you odours, always hoping
for an hour or two more.

Not sure,
why I want to tell you or
if you want to know
but.
You are always on my mind.

Something tells me you already know that.

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