Everyone I try to see,
Leaves me hanging in the air.
As if they don’t know solid ground,
Or just don’t seem to care.
Always so afraid to commit,
To the night or to the day.
It makes my heart burst in to bits,
And send you all away.
I’m not here to wait by the phone,
For a call or a fucking text.
I have a life I long to live,
So I’ll move along; who’s next?

About VeraValentine

I am a writer who writes and chases the one thing that always seems to evade me; true love. For more insight into my mind and thoughts, please visit me on Facebook or Tumblr. View all posts by VeraValentine

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