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by Tanya, Mom of one. Dec 23, 2004 category : Sadness, depression / lost relationships
The phone never rang this morning, You didn't call once again, Now its the day before Christmas Eve, Maybe its in your final plan. I laid there all night wondering, Waiting for your call, Wanting to know the outcome, Will I survive this fall? Waiting is a sickness, Waiting turns you numb, Waiting sets you up for the worst, Fearing that it will come. So because of my stupidity, Instead of letting you go, I'll continue to wait till tonight, Waiting to see if you let me go.