Untitled.

I want to be alone
just you and me
sitting together
thinkning of who we\'ll be.

Motionless
staring at the star filed sky
thinking and staring
ready to cry.

We think & think
abot wha we\'ve become
hatng wat we see
wanting to run.

(This is an old one, Ive dug out from my pile.)

Veronica.