Four thirty
Still no call
I can hear my heart beat

I hate the sound
The phone has not rung
I'm ready to cry
I'm alone

I can not
concentrate
my mind wanders

I'm tired,
I'm depressed
I want her
to call

I cannot dial
the phone;
the silence is deafening

PLEASE BABY; CALL!
I don't know
what to think

EVERYTHING HAS TO BE OK

Life is harsh
bad things
to good people

My mind is playing tricks
I think the worst
She hasn't called
It cannot be good

PLEASE G-d; PLEASE
let my baby be ok

01/12/2011