Banging thoughts
Each and every night I wait for him to call,
But by 12 o'clock, there is no sound.
I lie here in the dark, staring at the ceiling...
Hoping that we share the same loving feelings...
When I wake up to check my phone,
I see that it is empty and alone.
I guess he doesn't feel the same...
And I wish he never came.
He strode right into my heart, without a doubt...
Leaving me sad with a little pout...
But tonight he acts like he hides a secret....
And only boys can keep it.
Wishing I knew, leaving me hanging....
I guess that's just thoughts that just keep on banging.
