Hugging my yellow pillow,
As wind knocks the window.
Hoping late visitor to enter,
Or just even dropped a letter.
Pitiful midnight passed,
As clock clicks and cast,
Looking at the phone,
Hoping it to sing a tone.
Still you didn't came back,
I think your in other's track.
It's been tiring lately,
To wait up in dark, everyday.
Hope and Wait
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Mr. Sorrowrhyme
PoetryPoems with Pains Love and Lives Sorrows in Words ! ♪♥♡♥♡♥♪ Warning ! Contents may be fueled by sorrow and bitterness. ♥♡ Dear readers, I merely wrote this poem to express my thoughts and feelings about tragic love. This c...
