All sent out and none returned
Why don't I hear from you?
I remember times where i sat by the phone
and waited the whole night through
But it wasn't that bad
I could live with it you know
But what ever happened
To calling two weeks ago?
I punched your number and heard your voice
Long about Holloween
But it didn't take me long to find
It was only your damned machine
So I went out
And let it go
But what ever happened
to calling two weeks ago
They say revenge and getting back
Won't get you anywhere
They say that killing with kindness
Is the way to go from here
So you better respond
To the ringer on the phone
Because today's your 16th birthday
Though it was mine two weeks ago.
Clay~
I had to comment agian on this poem. It is that beautiful and profound. You write best from pure emotion, if it be love, hate, anger or hurt. You write best when you write from these. Remeber that! I love you
Your baby girl
KCK
Hey hun. Good job . . a wonderfully written poem. A shame that you had a reason for writing it though.
Forever and always,
~Me~
I love this poem, lots of emotion! I love you too!
Case