Something I wrote a while back.
I was there waiting my patience is fading
Waiting for you to come through, in my mind I now wonder,
What in the world happened to you,
I then start to think that maybe just maybe, you went and just left me alone,
I expect you to be there I expect you to know all that is going on,
With me not just yourself 'cause I can't do this on my own
I need recognition I need you to care,
You have in the past but I need you right here,
Now that I think I never asked once how you felt,
But you had those sweet words, those things that would make my heart melt,
I never paid attention, did I even care? Or was I hung up on feeling loved, helped, wanted.
The Phone Rings...
I needed to get ready, I needed to leave,
But she will understand if I tell her, she'll believe,
I need to get my mind right I know she needs help,
I can't let it get to me, I'm leaving.
The streets are cold, and my mind is hot,
Why did it happen to me? I wonder how she's doing, I should tell her I'm on my way,
I'm only round the corner, let me cross the road,
What’s that noise? What’s that light?
Later that night,
Her phone rings.
Her heart drops.
