If you ever called me back one day I'd be ecstatic and my head will be filled with joy in Hopes to see your beautiful face without Any marks or bruises, I feel useless without the thought of you and Being in your presence to be kissing you and Holding you in a grass field away from the mean Streets, Sharing sheets and getting comfortable, Talking about our days, Loving each others company and swaping spit In different ways, Mandy I love you And sometimes I might have this tough exterior, And it may seem like I don't care, All I have to say is please come back and stare Into my eyes that hides sadness and regret of Making you jealous in the past, I had to ask myself.