Wasted Pennies Thrown In Wells

by Poetically Yours, Chesca

If I could store my prayers in jars like fireflies–

If I could show you how much I wanted you,

How much I wished for you,

How much I loved you,

Maybe you’d understand

Why the fireflies beamed brighter

Than stars in evening skies

Because all I wanted was for you

To want me 

Like I

Wanted you.