so here i sit.
alone in my room.
waiting for my phone to buzz with their name.
they told me they would text me at 10.
it's 12:30 now.
it's okay they're probably just busy,
or they don't care..
i knew they wouldn't text me,
i just hoped they would.
i have to stop getting attached so easily.
i'm ruining myself.
but i know,
i'd wait till the ends of the earth.
waiting,
waiting,
waiting,
just for a text.
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dispositional tendencies
Poetrya collection of writing and poetry i wrote about things that i can't always say out loud. i hope you enjoy this and can find comfort in knowing others feel the same as you and that you are not alone :)
