Phone

by junior   Jun 17, 2012


Reading your messages cant help but to ask for one more . one more sign of love , of intrest that one message that can get me out of my misery, my phone has become my worst enemy for every ring every message I think its you, your messages saved in my phone, a false hope of my past, my days go long waiting to hear from you, where did all our love go? have you forgotten who am I? my days go long as years pass by and still no word from you, countles poems written on my phone hoping praying you read them, still I got no word from you , tears overpower me as my phone finally dies with it my life my love for you meant so much goodbye my love.

dedicated to my chica

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