Saturday, June 13, 2015

The Phone Call

I will not leave  home 
Until you call  home.
Nobody will ever know
How much I love you so.
I have your pictures
But she's got you.
I dance on the living room floor
In the afternoon.
Pretending have you in my arms.
I take naps by myself
Only to wake up to grab the phone
Thinking it's you.
But I was only dreaming of you and me

by Brock

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