The person you have called is unable to answer at the- click That was the third time have called him since 7:00. I sit the phone down in spite-full elegancey. Another weekend crucified in the name of romance, I had, despite a nervous feeling in my gut, decided to stay home. you see he had said he would drop by my place and we would have dinner at 6 and from there we would paint the town, so like any idiot worth his salt, I believe him and wait. And wait. And wait. And wait. 8 o’clock roll’s around and i decide to call back, but just as I pick up the phone an image shoots into my brain. An image of all the ways he’s choosing to ignore my call, my voice and my intimacy. I decided that its best that I give up on calling him, after all I have enough dignity to know when to give up. That prior nervous feeling in my gut soon begins to weigh me down, I take a ****, and climb down from my porcine thrown reborn.
some feed back would be nice ya know so i know im not shouting in an empty room
Who are you? I'm curious to know You read what I write As though you care Didn't know my thoughts Would generate such a following I honestly try to convey What my heart speaks Listen closely now And you might just hear my heart beat
Just curious about the people who read and like what I write.