A girl sits on a windowsill, waiting for that text
She watches the time tick by, hoping she can prove her friends wrong
She’s in love with who she wishes he was, and she can’t stop forgiving him!
Her friends call her a fool, but she hangs on to the thread that binds them..
She’s been sitting there for days, but can’t find the strength to move
Until she hears the phone ring, she had almost given up hope
She rushes to the phone, tears streaming down her face
Only to read the message and sigh..
She’s been waiting for him for months, and he tells her he’s “sry”
She’s been worried about him, and he tells her he’s been “around”
Her hopes are crushed, and she sinks to the floor
Wondering what’s going to happen next..
I remember that day you told me thats all he said! I’m so sorry twin!! D:
you remembered :O
Psssh yeaaa I remember
thanks V that made me feel good (:
that is F’ed up
i know hey!! i couldn’t believe it! and i still can’t give him up!! :(
I think your poem is a healer…
So you don’t have to worry…
Maybe write him one that addresses him directly about how you feel… how you want it to be
that makes sense, thanks(: