When I text you it's because I miss you
When I don't text, it's cause I want you to miss me too
I stare at our last conversation
Excercisinng all of my patience
Trying so hard not to text "Hey"
You could at least send a "How was your day" my way
But I don't receive those too often
How many of my "I love you's" have you gotten?
How many times have I been there when you needed me?
The number of poems I've written for you to see?
You don't know do you, but I do
You still haven't worn the necklace have you?
I never see you with it on are you ashamed of my love?
Sometimes I ponder if I've finally had enough
Of this neglect, I treat you right
Yet I'm the one who's always feeling lonely at night
I think we may be through
Should have kept walking, if I only knew
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This poem is very familiar of one sided love, like you having a conversation with yourself and hoping that the other person actually finds the time to read it. Great poem :)
Yeah I just got tired of it all so I moved on