I am not supposed to want him. <br />I am not supposed to care, <br />and yet I spend my time dreaming of all that we could share. <br />I am not supposed to think about him <br />or wonder where he has been, <br />but no matter how much I fight it, <br />thoughts of him sneak in. <br />I am not supposed to ponder where he is each nite, <br />but he creeps into my vision when the stars shine bright. <br />I am always wishing he was here, <br />I hunger for a kiss, <br />and I long to draw him near. <br />I am not supposed to imagine where he is <br />and what he does. <br />I am not supposed to need him. <br />I know these things. I do. <br />And yet I can't help myself <br />because I fell in love with him.<br /><br />Amanda J. Schmidt<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-can-t-help-myself-2/
