Waiting By The Phone Again Poem by Amanda Lukas

Waiting By The Phone Again



Waiting by the phone again.
It seems to keep hurting more
each time I am looked over by him,
so low on his list of priorities.

And I did say I wanted to write again.
I should be more careful what I wish for.
I never really wanted it to end,
just wanted him to be there for me.

So here I sit all alone again.
And I keep on missing him more
with every stoke my pen,
and still, he’s not missing me.

Wednesday, May 27, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: hurting
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Amanda Lukas

Amanda Lukas

Ft. Lauderdale, FL
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