Texting

It's three o'clock in the morning
  and I'm still awake...
Waiting for your texts but there's none.
I almost forgot to take a shower
  while waiting for your move to make
Wondering of your precious time, but it's gone.

Everytime I look at your picture,
  you always make me smile.
Everytime I look at our picture,
  my heart swims in the Nile.

Texting you is what I always do.
Checking you out from time to time,
  knowing you'll always be fine.

Texting is my only means to talk to you,
  not knowing where you are or what you do.
Believing you are in my arms all the time
Loving you will always make my life shine.

Texting you or you texting me is what I want.
Leaving you or you leaving me alone is not what I want.
You know I'm just here waiting...
Waiting for you to come back!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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