The Last Three Days

by mossgirl19   May 29, 2017



The last three days
I have been in constant check of the time
When I know you could talk to me, you didn’t.

So I waited, for the earth to spin again in its orbit
And bring me to the same time, but another day.
I know you could talk to me, but you didn’t.

So the same hour passed, but I’m not giving up yet,
Another spin, one last spin of time
For another chance at that same time, on yet another day.

I just know you could talk to me, but you didn’t
And I could have talked to you but I didn’t either
We’re not children but look at how we are playing.

The feelings are strong and we know it so well
I could even say you might be waiting too
On that same hour in the last three days.

But none of us would click the send
Cause none of us could settle
Who needed each other more.

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  • 4 months ago

    by Em

    This broke my heart </3

  • 4 months ago

    by Oluwaseye Olayode Taiwo

    Yes

  • 4 months ago

    by Maple Tree

    Oh the words were popping out to me!!

    I can relate to this poem... many times in my life..
    Larry's correct, as you get older
    you realize its better to just go for it... boom say it- life is too short!~

    love this poem!!

  • 4 months ago

    by Ren

    Excellent write and beautifully written!

  • 4 months ago

    by Larry Chamberlin

    Ah, the stand off game of love's greatest need - to be wanted at least as much as to want. Also, the stuff we make up to explain what is not known for certain. He could be detained, interrupted, in a coma, even dead, but no these are not likely and you know it. So, the obvious is accepted: he's waiting for you as well as you waiting for him. If you were fifty you'd simply call and ask what's up.

    • 4 months ago

      by mossgirl19

      Ha! Yes, Larry, I guess when we mature we will leave this petty argument in our minds as to call or not to call because by that time we would have known greatly what a waste of time it is. I don't know why even if love is certain the heart still paddles in uncertainty, always making sure and asking a lot of what ifs. Will it hurt if you go and ask first? Is it because you are quite unsure or because you want to please yourself and wait for the other to move. People love to feel they are wanted. :-)

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