Please Call Me?
By VampireGirl
For seven years I've waited for the phone to ring and wondered what past memories would bring. I remember your voice and words you used to say I remember how you spoke poetry in a deep and dark way. Every word I once heard always meant so much to me. Its been so long, and I must live my life in jealousy, wondering who you're talking to who your reading your poetry to. But then again its been along time, And I wonder if you can still rhyme in heaven tonight. I wonder if your eyes still shine in the moon light if your hands still feel as soft as they once used to. About now you would be 26 years old, and I wonder if you still look the same. I heard when people die, your soul never ages but your body rots slow. I wonder if your last thought of me was hard for you to let go. Sometimes I lye asleep and hear a second heart beat and feel a cold chill running through my blood and feel a gentle hug, Is it you? are you trying to call? if you are my phones not ringing at all. Written December 9th, 2001 © on Dec 09 2001 12:47 PM PST, Shelly 0 • 1
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"For seven years I've waited for the phone to ring..."