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Cheryl: another phonecall

by Andrew S Adams

all the days i wondered how i'd say it
and i couldnt be sure if it was right
all those moments in contemplation
all those wasted restless nights-
waiting for a yes.
waiting for you to tell me okay
waiting to ask in the first place
and fearing the lonely days.
somewhere, i thought about it long enough
got my courage, built it up
whispered my only prayers and kissed my dreams goodbye
so i could shove them into reality.

sometimes i would want to call you
but i wouldnt know the number,
or i wouldnt have the words.
i'd get to 6 digits,
and wallow in self pity
as i suffered a telephonic self defeat.

the days like that, i can say
have long passed.
the days like this,
our phones are ringing
off the hook.
i want to hold your arms in mine
but i can just hear your voice sometimes.

it's better than nothing at all-
and i'm just sitting
waiting for another phonecall.




12/06/2001

Author's Note: i dug this out of my drawer tonight- i didnt know i had written it...

Posted on 03/13/2003
Copyright © 2024 Andrew S Adams

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Matt Forget on 03/14/03 at 09:56 PM

The phone calls that I want to make but never could. Enspiring Andrew. Thanks for the great read! :)

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