The Picture With Answers - Poem by Tracey Owens
I wait for the phone to ring,
But hours pass by and nothing.
I wait for anything from you,
But I'm left waiting for hours.
I sit there wondering if your with her
Instead of being with me.
You kept me wondering for months,
Never knowing where you were.
Never knowing who you were with.
One picture of you and her
And I knew everything.
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