Where to go, nowhere to stay,
All thoughts unclear, no games to play,
If you want me to go, I am sorry I cant,
I leave you there, while you hold you breathe.
Thanks for reading
Richardo Wilson
PS: I am here to stay, I won’t leave
Creativity Meets Abstract & Cognition.
Where to go, nowhere to stay,
All thoughts unclear, no games to play,
If you want me to go, I am sorry I cant,
I leave you there, while you hold you breathe.
Thanks for reading
Richardo Wilson
PS: I am here to stay, I won’t leave

What would you do if I told you I loved you?
Would you cry or tell me you are not interested?
Would you tell me you love me too?
Would you write in a napkin and leave at my table?
Would I be able to be happy again if you turn me down?
What a bright smile erupt from my face in joy of your sweet words?
If you were a love of my past, would you decide to come back?
Really I am talking to you, would you come back?
Would you think it’s simply that I missed you?
If our love was meant to be would help me work it out and with us loving again?
These are the questions running through my mind of my past love, and I just wanted to know, what if I told you I love you?
What do you think? Do you think this girl exist?
Thanks for reading
Richardo Wilson

Just pour me a glass of wine and everything will be fine. As hold the glass, I think emotions and time, ones that were missed, and ones soon to exist.
What is going through our mind?
Thanks for reading
Richardo Wilson