My cell is my prison
I'm a prisoner of time
Waiting for you
Day by day
Hour by hour
Minute by minute
Second by second
Time goes by
And I'm wondering why
Trying so hard not to cry
When I look on the screen
and find nothing there.
No news. No new salutations.
Just an empty page
Scrolling across the screen,
Trying to fill this space,
But nothing will replace it
Nothing will be the same
Everything's changing
I'm waiting for you to call
To say what I think
You're going to say
I've been waiting my
Entire life for you.
Every night,
Every day,
Just to hear
three words.
About the Creator
Slgtlyscatt3red
Slightly scattered. Just a woman with autism and ADHD that loves to write poetry, create art, and sing.

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