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Waiting
over the weekend
I kept my cell phone in hand...
Hoping to hear from...someone who...
struck a chord in me.
The phone never rang.
He never called.
I thought about calling
or...texting...
but I am tired of the impersonal forms
of communication today.
He said..."I've been thinking about you."
I guess.....not enough
to take the lethargy out of his fingers
so he could dial the number ....to call me.
If it wasn't for dashed hopes...
I wouldn't have any hope at all.
So ...moving on.
Foot note to self.
Waiting by the phone sucks.
SO...stop waiting.
I guess some calls just
weren't meant to be.
I kept my cell phone in hand...
Hoping to hear from...someone who...
struck a chord in me.
The phone never rang.
He never called.
I thought about calling
or...texting...
but I am tired of the impersonal forms
of communication today.
He said..."I've been thinking about you."
I guess.....not enough
to take the lethargy out of his fingers
so he could dial the number ....to call me.
If it wasn't for dashed hopes...
I wouldn't have any hope at all.
So ...moving on.
Foot note to self.
Waiting by the phone sucks.
SO...stop waiting.
I guess some calls just
weren't meant to be.
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