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"This how I miss having a conversation with him through text. My long time friend in text."

Submitted: June 10, 2014

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Submitted: June 10, 2014





I'm sitting alone.

Waiting this phone.

Hearing some tone.

Looking if it might be one.


It's lighten,

Thought it's you then.

I feel down,

You never passing by.


I don't want to cry,

Though I can't lie.

I know I can't hide my fear,

And try to wipe my tears.


I'm alone.

I'm broken.

I'm tired of waiting.

I'm tired of pretending.


I might pretend,

To hide what I'm feelin.

I loosen my belt,

To least I felt.


Just one beep,

To lessen my miss.

Just one beep,

To feel you still remember me.


Just a beep in my phone,

To see your name in screen.

To back my smile,

To put aside the loneliness I feel.

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