Why?
Why wait for hours waiting for one that will never come?
Only so that it burns your insides making you feel more dumb
Owh I wish it’d be perfect
Enough of the nights I forced myself numb
I wish a call and they’d appear
From wherever it may be
Be it from the ground
Or the sky up here
He said he’d come!
Was it a delusion?
Unable to control this very powerful energy
Called nothing but emotion
I don’t want to wait
I don’t want to feel
I don’t want to expect
Waiting for one to come
Excited, impatient, all alone
The fragile heart can only stand for so long
Helpless, dark and betrayed
It’s midnight and yet no response
Though, there’s a possibility
That this may not be the case
So reply to my messages b*tch face
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- Comment from author about the poem: Well, well. As you can see this took a ... unexpected turn at the end, and this is because I wrote this in the spur of the moment when my husband called me 30 min later than when he actually promised. Hahah, yes I was in my feels and as soon as he appeared I forgot all about itππ. THIS Is the level of a womanβs overthinking put into words, when you make her wait and leave her wondering she will think exactly this ππ yep we have pretty wild and depressing thoughts. Hehe π I hope you enjoyed this depressing read haha ππ
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