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abby Nov 2019
what I wouldn't give to run away into the woods alone
with nothing but a quarter and a portable pay phone
so that when I am afraid, I can call myself at home.
matcha Nov 2019
I told myself we wouldn't

change

afterwards.
After the break.
After it ended.
After the relationship.

You probably told yourself the same thing.
Feeding yourself the mantra of

"We'll be friends now.
Eventually, it'll go back to how it was.
We'll be back to normal."

Well, did it?

I thought so.

I don't know how you think.
I don't know your mindset.
I don't know your values.

What I do know
is that you missed how we
used to talk.

The way you said it two nights ago on the phone.

"We don't talk like we used to anymore."

Me, being too caught in the moment, asked

"Why?"

You answered

"It was nice."

You could've said something.
Made the effort to go back to how we used to.
Maybe even ask me if we could
go back to "normal".

Why didn't you bother?
You can't expect me to
initiate
everything, you know?
If you thought it was so "nice"
you could've put effort into it.

I knew you were dumb,
but I didn't think you were stupid.

But if you really missed it
if you thought it was so "nice"
if you missed how refreshing it was to
hear us talk
like how we used to

Call me.
Text me.
Talk to me.

Whatever it is
I'm right here.

There's no need to hesitate.
You know I'll answer when I can.
You know I'll talk to you about anything.
You know I'll answer your questions.

I'll be right here.

We can talk like friends.
We can laugh like friends.
We can rant like friends.
We can cry like friends.

I'm just a couple texts away.
I'm just a call away.
I'm just a talk away.

I'm right here.
idk i was listening to Right Here by Keshi and kinda wanted to do a poem based off of the song. though, the poem isn't entirely based off of the song, it's more so inspired by the song.
Marri Nov 2019
If I call, will you decline it?
If I text, will you read it?
If I love you, will you ignore it?

U disappeared off the face of the earth, and I’m going to be sick.
All because I’ve banished u,
But still I feel so sick.

Delete and then block,
Delete and then block,
& delete and then block.
The same cycle for all my social media accounts…
Except for about 3.

I left those open incase you want to come back.
Add and then friend,
Add and then friend,
& add and then friend.

That was a mistake.

Yes, I saw the new new.
That girl smiling brightly.
That girl taunting me,
“Na Nana boo boo, you can’t have him!”

Well.
That’s when I started to feel sick.

Well,
That’s when I texted u.

Well,
That’s when I broke all self control and discipline.

And well,
Here we are.

I’m sick of calling,
Sick of texting,
Sick of feeling,
And I’m sick of you.
#Sick
Gabriel Nov 2019
As the call ended
So did we
Between our phones
Not only the connection broke
But also the hearts,
that were connected as well
Marker
annh Nov 2019
The world on call-wait,
Taps its toes and sings along,
‘How deep is your love?’
‘Not every musician should be obligated to reassure us that we are not zombies.’
- Joseph Lanza, Elevator Music: A Surreal History of Muzak, Easy-Listening, and Other Moodsong; Revised and Expanded Edition
Van Byrde Oct 2019
12
It takes twelve minutes for me to arrive
So if I come over, is that alright?
I know it's late
And I’m in such a state
But, baby, I need you tonight
emru Oct 2019
decline the call,
delete the e-mail,
ignore the speech,
ignore the message,
focus
focus on yourself and yourself only
Bob Wax Sep 2019
You called me at 2 a.m. to ask if I was in bed
you knew the answer but you went ahead
and asked about my day
and if I missed your face
I was stirred awake by your call
not answering what i felt like breaking the law
baby girl I'm sorry I hurt you
I didn't mean to do your wrong
it's just i haven't been seeing you too long
and I'm starting to lose focus
just spending the night together
just us we slip into conversation
and I don't need to worry about the dedication
needed to pay attention
wish you were in my city
girl come get your affection
it needs collecting
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