Sunday, September 16, 2007

wht u do

wht u do:

waiting for that phone call

this is how you have me spending my day
checking my screen every ten minutes in case
you decided to text me back
just maybe


then you called
as soon as your voice came over the line:
i smiled

tried to hide it
because- someone would say something
but,
i
just
couldn't

this longing:
to talk
to speak
to see-
you
everytime i feel a little blue



i feel so daft
so weak
so imprudent
unable to control myself

but this is
just
what
you
do.

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