I call you, but you don't answer your phone.
I know you won't get back to me today.
In fact you are working 26 hours this weekend,
So maybe 3 days from now, on Monday I can hear you voice.
I sit here at my computer,
With all of these: thoughts, feelings, wishes, hopes, dreams,
All of these running through my head,
And then they all come crashing down
So I turn on Brand New,
while I start writing another crappy poem,
trying to get out of this depression
As I start thinking about how I dream of the day
When she will be done working so much.
It hits me that day may never come.
I then start to ponder my life without her.
It hurts even more now then ever before,
So much that trickles of tears turns into down-poring.
I love her so much, and try to picture what she is doing,
And how she is feeling at this exact moment.
All the time I am hoping
That she is thinking of me too.
But praying that she doesn't miss me,
Because I wouldn't wish this pain I feel upon anyone else.
So I cry myself to sleep hoping that I don't remember my dreams,
and that my nightmare doesn't come true. |
Submission Name: MISS YOU
