You hear nothing.

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
no..no comment..just heart speaking.

Submitted: September 20, 2008

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I hear you, and I listen. Two things that are very different.

I wait all day to speak....express my thoughts, dreams, feelings though I'm not as loud as you.

Sometimes you hear me, but I'm not sure you listened...another subject comes up before mine is expressed.

I long for us to talk together, back and forth, about something besides what you did today..or how work was.

I dont know if its just because I am a woman whose emotions get the best of her-or if I am only human.

Sometimes I just want to turn off the television, turn of the telephone, and lay there in your arms and talk all night long.

When I say talk, I mean me talk and you respond so that I know that you *listened..instead of just hearing my voice.

I wonder if you ever noticed just how much I listen..and you talk-I know you say that you are the talker and I'm the listener...

but sometimes the roles have to be shared...I may be a great listener...but that does not mean that I have nothing to say.

How can we work together if only one of us is talking and one of us is listening?

When you make a phone call you expect the person to talk back on the other end,

so next time I call you...and you are sitting next to me and I just want to talk about how worried I am about starting school, being a new mother, and working all at the same time

I'd really love it if you, rather than tell me " its not a big deal", tell me that I am going to be alright...ask me maybe about school or how I am doing during the day with the baby or what kind of job I would like to have.

I'd really love the same  *quality of conversation as I give you...I want you to listen to me-as I listen to you...and I want you to respond to what I am saying like you mean it..instead of it being a brief word or two.

I know you think we talk...and we do...but its not quantity of what we talk about its the quality of what we are talking about...and baby...sometimes...discussing only about your day without me talking about mine..isn't enough for me.

I"m done talking now...its your turn.

Thats what I want-need.


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