I hate the feeling of waiting
for someone to call.
They never do.
So, I say, “If anyone calls
I don’t want to speak to them…
No one! ”
No one calls.
So, I wanna call and say,
“Don’t call me ever again! ”
So, I won’t be waiting.
So, I can sleep.
So, I can say,
“….so, I told him not to call
me anymore—because I was sick of it! ”
But, still no calls,
and I’m still waiting…
janis nicole townsend
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/waiting-34/
