Mornings come,
Expecting that you would text or chat me.
But nothing, not even some.
I just wait for your reply and let you be.
Afternoons rush in,
And it's you that I'm missing.
I chatted you while wearing a grin,
But sorry in regards with your attention, I'm just being demanding.
Night comes along,
Still waiting for your reply while scrolling in my feed,
Reading posts that warms me but my heart keeps throbbing to where it belong,
And I still am assuming one day you'll give me the time and attention I need.
- SaCr1f1CeR
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Poems: Emotions Seeping Through
PoetryReality may differ of what is inside our minds but our emotions can express the thoughts we hide.
