It's been a while since I heard from you,
Not a single message, nor a call came through.
Still, I keep my phone close to me,
Waiting for a notification—that pops your name on it.

"You must be busy," that's what my heart whispers,
And so, I'll wait till it beats no longer.
Just don't tell me your promise was a lie,
Or else, a part of me would die.