I'm laying on my bed wishing for things I know aren't going to happen. I wish for you to come back, I wish for you to love me, I wish for you to be the person you were before you realized you didn't want me anymore. I wish you called me like you normally would at this time, I wish you blew up my phone like you used to. I miss waiting for you to get out of work just so we could talk on the phone on your way home and just talk about how your day went. I'm still waiting for your name to pop up on my screen.
I miss how happy you got whenever I'd answer the phone, I miss how beautiful you looked after a long, hard day at work, I miss our regular calls that ended up to late night conversations, we were both very tired but we would want to keep talking. I miss hearing the stories you told me every night, I miss falling asleep on the phone with you. Oh how I loved falling asleep to the sound of you breathing, I loved knowing the fact that you were there, I imagined you were right next to me and I felt the most comfortable.
I'll forever wait for your call.
