Mind racing

Middle of the night thoughts rumbling mind racing ..tossing and turning my mind wondering, I hate when I get like this I don't want to think about it .. what is it about her ?why not me?Is it her smile? I have a pretty smile too? or is it her personality ?I used to make you laugh to you .. You said it will always be you and I .. me and you tear drops on my pillow because of you thoughts rumbling mind racing

This poem is about: 
Me

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