*weird Items... Poem by Dislocated Heart

What I do..
when the nights are cold,
the day is not nearly as bright,
& walking alone.

I think of you.

the sound of your voice,
the way you make me feel,
the love you hold inside.

then, no reason at all,
I seem to come across the weirdest things..

Orange Juice.
I had to buy it.

Made me think of you.

Socks.. at every store I go to..
It made me think of you.

Weird as these items might be..
And the fact, I carry around..
just this one penny.

This girl means the world to me..

She is the one that brings brighter days,
love into my life.
& happiness at every corner I turn.

She is my everything.