I'm so tired of this empty feeling,
I'm so tired of being alone.
I lay here staring at the ceiling,
Waiting by the phone.
I jump when the phone rings,
It brings a smile to my face.
When he hangs up my heart strings,
And I sink back into my lonely place.
I wish and I dream,
That we'll be together soon.
I can't wait until we can look up hand in hand,
At the stars and at the moon.
I yearn for his kisses,
His touch - His embrace.
I can't wait for Thursdays,
When I get to see his face.
I'm flooded with thoughts of him,
In my heart, soul, and mind.
I imagine his touch,
So gentle and kind.
I try not to weep,
I hope he doesn't hear my cries.
But I can't stop the tears,
Falling from my eyes.
I cry a thousand tears,
And think - how much more can I take?
But in my heart I know I'd wait a thousand years,
All for love's sake.
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The Woebegone's Deepest Thoughts
PoetryAll we can do is to write what we feel, what we experience in life and what dramas we've been through in our lives. A collection of book consisting of poems and short stories dedicated to the people who can relate theirselves about it. Some are real...
