Just a lurking doubt, perhaps it’s a standoffishness immaturity.


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Whenever I don’t hear from you,
My heart beat hastens, ah for your call.
Lest you shall get unduly annoyed,
So I have to await my turn once for all.
 
Perhaps you are sooo, busy,
Perhaps you’re thinking of relaxing my turn,
Perhaps you think you could be misunderstood,
Perhaps you are awaiting another one.
Perhaps you are not even thinking of me,
Or perhaps, it’s just a perhaps,
You too are waiting from me, the first one.
 
Perhaps you’re also thinking,
I should’ve by now called,
Well in these perhaps’,
Our lives will ebb away perhaps,
Neither you, nor will I call,
Then just everything will be o’er,
Ere comes the final inevitable fall

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  • Darla Smith on Feb 26, 2009

    This one makes me think of a friend who I haven’t heard from in a while. I keep hoping he will contact me soon.

  • monica55 on Feb 26, 2009

    I’ve had these exp. too, and hard as it may be I resist the temptation to call esp. if it’s his turn 2 call. Good thought.
    Monica

  • CutestPrincess on Feb 27, 2009

    great poem, LH!

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