you used to answer my calls; then one day you stopped.
I called every night, telling you how I missed you and I wish you'd pick up.
I stopped calling you after a few months.
one day you called me; I didn't answer.
you left a voicemail saying that you missed me and we should go for lunch.
you called the next day; I didn't answer.
I wanted you to see what it was like to call and never hear or see anything else of me.
although I know you'll never go through all pain I did of waiting for you.
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contemplations
Teen Fictionpoems // thoughts // quotes the things you hope for and wish for in the beginning are the things that will tear you down and destroy you in the end. you have to learn to build your walls high and strong so the wind won't be tempted to knock them dow...
