My fingers curl around the pen
A silent plead
The only thing I need
Is to know where you've been
Tapping it against my temple
Hour after hour
Don't cower
I've only just begun to lose my mental
Let the silent flow know
Behind this pain
My strength speaks volumes
Waves can manipulate a crowd
To follow you
Gentle vengeance against a series
of unfortunate events
The suspense is what gets you
Not the multiple texts
Nor the 'I don't care' pretense
I've sent
If you'd just spent hours
Waiting on me
you'd be angry
But you see
I'd rather be
pain free
The beginning of a phone call
is the end to all
we've been through
The sweet relief of a phone line
click
without an "I love you"
Apr 16, 2015
Apr 16, 2015 at 7:37 PM UTC
My fingers curl around the pen
A silent plead
The only thing I need
Is to know where you've been
Tapping it against my temple
Hour after hour
Don't cower
I've only just begun to lose my mental
Let the silent flow know
Behind this pain
My strength speaks volumes
Waves can manipulate a crowd
To follow you
Gentle vengeance against a series
of unfortunate events
The suspense is what gets you
Not the multiple texts
Nor the 'I don't care' pretense
I've sent
If you'd just spent hours
Waiting on me
you'd be angry
But you see
I'd rather be
pain free
The beginning of a phone call
is the end to all
we've been through
The sweet relief of a phone line
click
without an "I love you"
