Forgotten

by nouriguess   Sep 18, 2011


Your number navigates
amidst my eyes, too familiar, too missed
and somehow unlikely

I sit here with my prosaic dreamlessness
weaving a sweater of oblivion for my heart,

just in case your number flushes
or
in case my fingers artlessly dial it up.

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  • 13 years ago

    by Yakari Gabriel

    YES,, i READ THIS LIKE 5 TIMES ALREADY..

    I can't help but picture an anxious girl fighting the urge to call someone she misses...I can't help but find myself in this little piece of poetry ...

    Noura,just yesterday I was about to send a text and then closed it because I thought..bah...it wouldn't make a difference anyways...

    I love you long pieces..
    But you rocked this short one ;)

    LOFFFF you.<3

  • 13 years ago

    by Decayed

    Noura, wow, this is new to me, but I really enjoyed. I think it's so darn original!! :)

  • 13 years ago

    by Tara Kay

    I know how you feel here Noura,
    When I text someone I always end up looking at my phone for ages until they reply, like every 2 minutes I check it, even though I havent heard it ring. LOL

    This was an original masterpiece, Noura, just so good!!
    Love
    Tara

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