When you see me
in the hall,
by the tree,
where birds make their call,
do you feel the way I do,
Because I`m stilll not over you?

I wish you could see,
how much we belong.
Was it me,
That made us not get along?

So tell me why
when i see you
you make my heart fly.
I`d like to know something else too.
If you feel the same way too?

Brooke Audino

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/love-stoned/