November 30, 2011
Custom User Avatar
More by this author
My phone was on my pillow.
The night was dark with shades of blue.
I didn’t mean to love him,
I know now it was always you.
Dying from your silence,
a thirst that went unsated,
Waiting for you to get the news.
It was late.
But I waited.

I was in a place in Europe.
I just emailed you back.
After months of never speaking,
I hoped we’d get back on track.
His email opened second,
like with me, you were rated,
All alone in a big city.
It was late.
But I waited.

Just got off the plane from Europe.
I was riding in the car.
I couldn’t wake, I couldn’t sleep,
A night too cloudy for stars.
I’d just sent you a message,
I’m back, to let you know I made it,
Without you. But I didn’t-
It was late.
But I waited.

The other night, I figured why not.
Sent you another text.
Do you remember me or what?
Remember that you liked me best?
Recalling everything about you
that I loved and that I hated,
Midnight struck. It was late.

But I waited.

Join the Discussion

This article has 4 comments. Post your own now!

otherpoet said...
Dec. 19, 2011 at 7:22 pm
I LOVE this poem. It's full of emotion like longing. very relatable and flows wonderfully!
owl-girl replied...
Dec. 22, 2011 at 5:52 pm
Thanks! check out myother work, especially my novel? thanks :)
SmartTart said...
Dec. 18, 2011 at 12:13 pm

As I read it I could relate to it. I was thinking about how I wait when I like a guy for him to text me. Ahhh Brought back memories.


Comment on my poems Denial & Pretending

owl-girl replied...
Dec. 18, 2011 at 4:58 pm
I will check them out!!! thanks a million!!!
Site Feedback