Every minute
Ticking by
Slower
Than the one before
Me
Waiting on you
To just respond.
I dont even have much to say
And i have no reason
To be anxiously waiting
But i am
And i dont want to stop
I like wanting you again
Just being there
Knowing im here
Even if you dont respond.
This frustration is better
Than nothing at all.
5/28/14
YOU ARE READING
Exposed
PoetryHere i am With my thoughts My doubts My feeling All layed out Right here Exposed.