Light
Music is blaring.
Gonna loose my hearing.
My phone blink blue,
so I think it's you.
Tears fill my eyes since it is not.
My stomach is in a huge knot.
I long to have you reply,
Midnight is drawing nigh.
I miss your voice, your words.
I miss you, your face, more than I can afford.
My tears are falling, I grow weary.
My eyes are so teary.
The keyboard is blurry, I can't see it right.
Blue blinks this light
And I long for it from you alone,
On your own faraway phone.
Alas, it is not and I get sad.
I don't want you to be mad,
So I don't send you texts.
I wonder when you'll talk to me next.
Copyright © Justine Hansen | Year Posted 2017
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