The Madness of Goodnights

by Angelea   Sep 14, 2006


You chew on the phone knowing it drives me crazy,

You hang up on me when i\'m complaining about something because you can\'t take hearing the whining in my voice,

You hurt me just by saying the littlest things that hit the spot thats most sensitive when i\'m crabby already,

You hate texting goodnight right after we talk just because you\'re too lazy,

You can\'t say \'i love you\' more than twice even though you know i like it because you think it loses meaning,

You leave me with a dial tone becuase i refuse to hang up first,

You make me insane everytime we say goodnight, but the phone is what shortens the maddness of distance, and the little things i get to hear like \'i miss your eyes\' that make me realize why im so in love with the You that drives me so crazy.

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