It’s late and I am up waiting for you
It’s late; don’t you feel that I need you?
It’s late lover, can you not sense what I need?
It’s late and your still not home
It’s late and I am now wondering
wondering of where you are
it’s late darling, why aren’t you still home?
It’s late and I am walking in circles with million unwanted thoughts running through my head
It’s late; I would think it is only proper for you to call to let me know that you are running late
It’s late lover, I am fed up, I am picking up the receiver
I am ready to dial
It’s late, I apologize I cannot keep away from calling
The candle I lit, it’s now burning away
the dinner I set up for two, is getting cold, baby don’t you know it’s valentines day?
It’s late lover, I hope your only excuse for being late would be traffic...
Ah baby, I am hearing your phone ring...
Baby why aren’t you picking up?
my stomach is feeling raw , baby I sense something is totally wrong...
Hello...
Hello.....
Hello.....
I hear the sounds of her laughter, I hear the sweetness of your voice as it calls for her name
I hear your laughter, I hear the both of you loud and clear....
I hear the unwrapping of the gifts, I hear the sound of your kisses...
was that my gift?
was that supposed to be my kiss?
Apparently not....such a fool...
no, no, not you...Me.
It was getting late and I’m thinking maybe something bad has happened to you....
Little did I know that while I was getting all worked up over you being late...
The process of my heart to be soon shattered was being carefully planned without the sense of care..
I am crushed....I am done...thanks for a happy Valentines day...