Thinking Of You

Today seems a long day
Like a trail of ants,
Pounding their way,
Like the granny tales
Invariably far far away.
The thought of the conversations
We never had,
Always feels like candyfloss,
That dissolved halfway,
And left me pining for more,
Like pride pines for less.
And my poetry,
Kept getting heavier every passing day
With the weight of the hidden lines
That described you,and you say
How you hate love poems
How you'd rather have a childsplay!