8: 54pm,
I'm sitting here,
Writing to my lover,
Asking,
Why haven't you contacted me yet.
8: 55pm,
I'm standing here,
Calling my lover,
Leaving a sad message.
8: 56pm,
I'm lying in bed,
Crying,
Asking God where you are.
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