She sat in the chair
In front of me,
We spoke on the phone
On hours on end.
We never got bored
Everything and nothing
Was always the topic of choice.
She expected me to read her mind
She'd sit there staring at me & expect me to know
I like her a lot which is why i put up with her antics
One day I stopped talking to her
And she stopped talking to me
She was great n all but I couldn't
Play her game for life.

And so a year later she came to me
And told me, how she wished I kissed her
When she would sat me down.
Out rage I told her how could she expect
Such super human feat n read her very thoughts
I'm only human, I'm not a **Mind Reader