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Jan 2014
I keep texting
even though
I want to sleep

It's because
I don't want you
to hurt

And while typing,
"love you more"
it feels like betrayal.

Because,
truth be told,
I love her more

It's because of her
that I'm still awake
at this time.

Because,
she called me
in the middle of the night.

Drunk,
drenched
in tears

I comforted her,
sent her home,
sighing.

I waited an hour
for her answer.
When you wrote to tell me your day

I'm supposed to be cheerful, but all I felt was disappointment.
I kept up the smiling face, distracting myself through answering you.
Always flinching upon the sound of my phone.
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