Missed Phone call(s)

by lillie   Aug 24, 2010


She dials your number and inside i feel like a fool who feels dumber.Its a rush in my system that I cannot control. My heart begins to sadden once more.

Here I stand beside the person I love most,
the person to which I feel mostly close.
The phone begins to ring as it never stops.. my heart soon drops like an anchor in the water it digs deeper and deeper until my silent tears begin to flow.
Slowly after the call is missed my sadness begins to grow.

As I tell you what I fear most, you comfort me in the things I want to hear most. That you and I can never be lost, our souls are one. But inside i feel hallow as a ghost.. Here we sit slowly my soul is yearning to hear the things I always hear.

"baby i love you. no one compares"

I kiss you on the cheek slowly and tell you things will be okay, wishing that somehow I could disappear and go away. For I wish for you to be happy and I have nothing else to be said...

For I wish to be elsewhere, and look down upon you see if you will shed a tear for me, so your true feelings I could finally see.

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  • 14 years ago

    by Sheyvonne

    This poem was good..I can relate.. :)

  • 14 years ago

    by Sheyvonne

    This poem was good..I can relate.. :)