Poem Number 125 - I'll Be Always Thinking Of You - 29/6/1986

All night long, I’ve been sitting here waiting for my love,

I feel like sitting, at the moment, on top of the world,

And there’s no wheel that’s turning round the world,

Making me think of her all night long.

It is my own current thought, that makes me feel surprised!

It is a genuine feeling that is going around.

Feeling so cold with air around,

And no one to speak too, at that time! Not a sound!

Was it something I said to her the other night?

Was it something I said, that gave her such a big fright?

Oh, I don’t know why it should happen to me,

To be stood up by her through all this, all night long.

I surely know that I said the right time,

I also surely knew that she was all mine.

If she loved so, so tenderly care,

We would’ve been not here, quite a few hours ago.

Maybe, I can eat this cold, cold dust,

Shake my hands out of my pockets.

Maybe, I should forget about this night,

And go to her this morning, and tell her from the start.

Isn’t it wonderful that you left me in the dark?

Isn’t it pleasing to know where you’ve been?
Or doesn’t it make me happy, to be waiting and wondering of you,

Until the tan of the sunsets, in my sleepy eyes.

Oh, how could you let this happen to us?

Oh baby, how could you do this to me?

I will listen to you, for you to explain,

While doing so, think of how long, I was waiting in the rain.

Sweating like hell on her front door step,

It’s ten in the morn and she’s clothed to her head.

She won’t let me in, as she is hiding another man in her bed,

So a pushed off reply, I get, not knowing why she had done this.

Oh, how we had known each other, from teeny years,

Oh, tell me, tell me true, that there is love between you and me.

Oh, if I don’t hear from you in a day or two,

I will always  (no matter whom I’m ever in love with), think of you.

How desperate can you be, to cheat of me?

To certainly make my life so difficult?

Maybe you don’t mean it at all,

Maybe you’ll come back to me in next fall.

The love was so deep between us, both,

We’d never had let go, until that very night.

You were so important that I’d always care and understand,

But, this has really taken the last bite of the cake.