You aren't going to talk me to death, she would sharply say
and when she spoke like that, it was all a part in her play.
She would ramble on about her newest man
and about her next big aspiring get rich plan.
She would confer to me, her deepest desires
and speak of some more of her romantic fires.
She would be a friend and always speak her mind
and she would insist that she always tried to be kind.
She would bend over backwards to return a page
and sometimes she loved to not act anything near her age.
She would sometimes ask me, Am I just rambling on?
Since we had been talking from 12AM till the break of dawn.
So we laugh and smile over on the phone
in a way it helps from not feeling alone.
For you have someone with time to share
and someone who really seems to be there.
Someone who you can confer and tell them all your dreams
and they can tell you about some of their evil schemes.
They can confer to you the deepest desire in their mind…
And you get appalled by the things you happen to find..
You find someone who needs a friend, even if it’s a phone
So she won’t wake up and find herself all alone…
Things change and seasons pass
And you find these relationships never last..
For when you find someone who only thinks of only the self
It makes you just sit there thinking… Is there anything else?

10/13/2003

Author's Note: I wrote this about a relationship I shared with a girl named Amber.. she would call me late at night to confess to me about her latest sins and accomplisments... She was nice, but a little starved for attention... I do what I can.. when I can...

Posted on 10/13/2003
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