I sit here, outside in the winter cold, just waiting for you to message me, for you to say you're off work, that your boss had kept you late.
It's been almost 2 hours waiting for this message, still waiting outside, just waiting for you.
I'm sitting here, worrying, scared you're gonna leave me, scared you're with someone else.
Please just message me and say that you're okay.
I hate this feeling of worry, I hate my mind...Please just show up, or send me a message just let me know you're okay.
I don't know if you're with someone else, if you had to stay at work late, if you got in a wreck.
Please just tell me that you're okay...that it's all okay..
Please...
YOU ARE READING
Welcome to my mind.
PoetryThis is just where I'll write things I usually write in my journal. I'm a very open person:) Except I will not use names, I will be using words such as "you", "they", and "them."