You Paint

When the texts stop, when our call is paused. I find it wonderful. Some die over this, Many make lines. I cried and now dry. I cried enofe! I begged to much! I waited to long! Its his turn. Im going out again, not waistin a minute! Having a smile. Of course, Ill think of you, but Ill wait so long. Ill get pushed to hard. Then Ill be silent. This time Ill, End our calls, Ill close up. Ill, Ill, Ill Forget it... You paint the picture and Ill watch. Lets see you work. Is it enofe to Look at? Is it even going in my gallary.. Stay tunned....