The Phone

by Reagan Bear   Apr 17, 2008


I sit by the phone,
Waiting for your call,
Everytime the phone rings my heart beats faster,
But it is never you,
I wish it was you,
I just have to hear your voice again,
I have to hear your laugh,
Another half an hour passes still no call,
I fall asleep huging the phone,
I wake up to a ring,
Its finally you,

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