Waiting for the call...

by Cody

Sitting here impatiently,
chipping the old paint on the wall,
waiting in boredom,
pointlessly expecting your call.

the minutes turn to hours,
still not a ring or a beep,
it makes me wonder,
did you forget to call me?

to nervous to call you myself,
and get that horrible voice mail,
then leave my message,
in full stupid detail.

then make myself ,
look like a fool.
I fear that my dumb message,
you'd ridicule

so here I am,
eager for your call,
i just want to,
hear your voice thats all...

Submission date : 2008-03-27

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