Chaotic Life aka Curly Mer


Monday - Poem by Chaotic Life aka Curly Mer

Monday, you said,
I will call you Monday, baby,
I promise.
And I actually believed you this time
looking forward to Monday
that will allow me to talk to you
until the hours went out.
But, Monday,
Monday came and went,
twice,
and there was no call.
Why did you keep telling me lies
saying “I love you, baby. You don’t understand how
much you mean to me”
but never pulled through and showed just how much.
I held on so tightly to that Monday, you know?
I woke up so excited
and happy
because I thought our relationship was going to change
that Monday.
But you lied,
that Monday never came.

Now every time a Monday rolls by,
I lean over the phone all day
staring at the screen
anticipating nothing
yet feeling everything.
Just when I thought we could finally have it all,
you once again shut it down before we could.
I should have known better than to put so much trust
on your Monday.


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, October 5, 2013

Poem Edited: Saturday, October 5, 2013


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