I was thinking of You

I was thinking of you
when the sun came up,
and the sky was blue.

I was thinking of you
when the mighty wind blew,
and the rain came down.

I was thinking of you
when I wondered
if you were thinking of me too.

I was thinking of you
when I saw you,
and him walking hand in hand.

I was thinking of you
when a tear rolled down,
and I finally understood why
you were never around.

I was thinking of you,
when my heart stopped beating.
And still, you never knew,
I was thinking of you..

` kAeJ
05/12/05

Ah ha! Finally a poem after so long! Anyway, the sentence, "when I saw you, and him walking hand in hand" caused quite an uproar when I showed it to a few people. All had the same question, "you and him? shouldn't it be you and her?" I learnt during my Lit course about Authorship and Intention, and according to Roland Barthes in his text, "Image, Music Text, 1997" the author is dead. It's open to the interpretation of the readers. Don't bother to try figure what I'm trying to convey in this poem, instead derive from it your own meanings/conclusion. It's not about what I'm trying to write, it's about what I'm not writing. :) I'm just telling you something very very summarised. If you wanna know more, read it up yourself or ask me. Haha. Have fun.

Staring into the Abyss,