Weekend
The time when I should be able to talk to you
But it's like I never can
I am on restriction
You know why
But I want to call you
I want to talk till the sun rises
Till the rosters crow
Till I am dead tired
Till I can barley speak
Because I'm exhausted
But I can't!
And it makes me cry
And feel bad
And I'm so sorry
To be so apologetic
But I feel like it's necessary
To apologize to you
You probably have to rant
About something!
And I can't call you!
Well I could
But I would get caught
And have my phone taken
But here is were I tell you
I'm sorry
And I love you more than love itself!
YOU ARE READING
My Love
RomanceThese are letter, poems and rants either to my love or what ever..... I just want my love to know how much they mean to me
