(Yet again, warning to all emotional people,
you might cry at this. yet again there is
nothing wrong with me, and yet again,
this poem was originally 5 pages long,
front and back, so enjoy!)
You are 18 going on 19.
Your boyfriend is visiting his dad in Cairo.
Your life seems to be like a fairytale,
Or a dream,
But its not.
You have a lot of friends,
You're popular,
Almost everyone in your part of Florida knows you.
You are rich,
You have your own car,
A boyfriend
A family that loves you and gives you anything
and everything you desire.
You are never miserable,
Your parents are always proud of you,
And so are your teachers.
You always get straight A's.
And I think you get the point.....
Now a week before your prom night,
You find your friends mistreating you.
But now they aren't really your friends.
Their pony's.
They were only pretending they liked you.
They were using you for your money.
You go home feeling alone,
Used,
And upset.
That night you cry yourself to sleep.
Suddenly the phone rings.
You answer it.
It's your boyfriend.
He hears you crying and asks why.
You tell him everything that happened,
He tells you to stop crying,
And that everything was going to be ok.
Then he tells you he's coming back tomorrow,
And that he has a surprise.
You become happy again.
And you feel wanted and loved.
You are also excited.
Then he says he'll call you tomorrow.
Just before he leaves to come back.
The next day...
You wait for the call.
Suddenly, the phone rings.
You answer it.
It's your boyfriend.
He called you like he said he would.
He says he'll be home in a few hours,
And when he is home,
He'll call you again to let you know he's home.
Your excited.
He says he has to to go and that he will see you later.
You say bye and hang up.
You wait and look at the clock.
You make circles.
Every one in a while you stop,
And watch the clock.
Six hours pass.
You start to worry,
Then you think about horrible things.
Things that would probably happen on planes.
Then you start to calm down.
You realize its now 10:28 pm,
And he called you at 4:34 pm.
You walk away from the clock and the phone,
And get ready for bed.
Then the phone rings.
You stop.
Then you run to the phone.
You answer it.
It's just your mom saying good-night.
You say good-night back,
Then hang up.
You sadly walk away from the phone,
And then go back to bed.
You worry again,
But then think that he will call you in the morning.
You fall asleep thinking about tomorrow.
The next day......
You awake,
And go to the kitchen still wondering about your boyfriend.
You fix yourself something to eat,
Then go watch cartoons.
After your done eating,
The phone rings.
You look up at the phone.
You run to it,
And answer it.
You hear a person cry on the other end.
"Hello?" You say questionably.
"Hi." says the person on the other end.
Your heart races,
You know that voice....
