

Your RoomThe TV gets no reception but its been left on and its cast a soft glow over an otherwise dark room Youve left it like that for three days And for three hours youve listened to the same song and you still sing along to the chorus Maybe hoping if you sing it just right with enough feelings youll change something but you change nothing Youve barely eaten Youve barely noticed And at 2:45 of day one you picked up the phone You meant to dial a number but instead listened to the dial tone and found out how long it takes for it to click over toYour Room


To you.Thought. By definition is just the past tense of think. I thought I knew you. But doesn't everyone think things that would never be true? Why else would fantasy writers exist. For the sole purpose of filling my mind &nTo you.


I waitI wait. I prepare for an arrival that will never occur. You said you'd be here, but you've said that before,I wait
Only to leave me standing here, foolishly holding My heart in my hands, broken and silent.
You ask. I give. You beg. I give. You insist That I stand still, not moving to the left or right, While you roam freely and openly, leaving me To follow you, and close my heart once more.
If I could say to you what's on my mind, I'd tell you I love you. I'd tell you I want you. I'd tell you of the hurt and anger
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Pause
Well, it wasn't entirely about you.
It was our old lunch gang.
It was kind of weird. [since half of us don't talk to each other anymore.]
Okay, yea, random.
And I really miss your work.
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