sometimes i wish you'd call,
just to say you miss my voice.
but you'd never do it first,
so i'm left no choice.i'll be the one to call,
and i'll say i miss your voice.
and we can pretend all day,
but i'll always be second choice.
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an ode to the hopeless, these are for you
Poetrya collection of poetry meant to aid your path to healing, and also some insight into my mind. enjoy
brown curls help me forget that you don't love me
sometimes i wish you'd call,
just to say you miss my voice.
but you'd never do it first,
so i'm left no choice.i'll be the one to call,
and i'll say i miss your voice.
and we can pretend all day,
but i'll always be second choice.