Your silence is getting the better of me
I'm trying to comprehend what is going on
My mind is rushing through so many thoughts right now
Is this the beginning of the dreaded loss
Where I will never hear from you
Where my number will be placed on the reject list
Where thought of me are only of disgust
Where do I begin ,
Which one will be Hello or goodbye.
I am confused and I don't want the confusion get to you.
Should I hold on to the unfutile thoughts of us being one or should I let this cup pass.
The silence is getting to me,
Part of me wants to pick the phone and dial your number
Yet I don't want to sound insane, or desperate yet
Your sweet voice will liberate me from this agony I can't hold.
Speak, tell me words of your fragileheart,
Words in your mind. Sihle Speak.
Free me please.
YOU ARE READING
I Am Going to Tell you
FantasyLove notes of a love sick girl who has a crush on her police officer friend. *Names of People on the Notes have been charged to protect the identity of Police officer friend*
