Dead Air

“I love you.”
It’s so romantic!
But when you finally know,
He’s like a dead air.

Trying to be sweet
Let him feel you are there
Waiting till midnight
Does he really care?

Don’t even understand
How he sees my heart
If he’s unsure, 
Then why he plays my heart?

“I love you”
Is it still romantic?
When will he feel?
The way that I used to…
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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