i'm fairly sure that this title would end up being longer than the actual poem so i'll cut it short

Do you stare after me

   In just the same way
That I do when it's you
   That I want to stay?
Does your mind go
   At the speed of light
When you think back on me
   In the middle of the night?
Do you like to pretend
   When you sit alone
That I'm suddenly there
   With the only hand you'll hold?
And do you sit and scrawl,
   At nine fifty-three,
All your deep-seated secrets
   About your love for me?
This poem is about: 
Me

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