Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Jun 2021
Who Told You

You call again, and you talk endlessly
In this house, we spend many nights
Night after night, night after night
You tell me that you are mine
Now you left first, stay where you are,
Do not call me, do not ask

Why you call, who tolled you
That I miss you
Who told you that I love you
Your shadow follows me
like a spell running after me,
running after me
after you left,

How many time I have to tell you
We are the unfortunate one,

Stop calling me, stop talking with me
My home is not your home
I want to forget, I want to
Forget your voice, there is nothing
Nothing we can share,
Maria Mitea
Written by
Maria Mitea
495
     Thomas W Case, Imran Islam, BLT and Brett
Please log in to view and add comments on poems