All I need is a call from you tonight.
I don't have the courage to tell it you.
I'm feeling helplessly small and useless,
and my eyes just won't let me cry.
*
I keep touching the screen.
To see you and I together.
and then I'm longing and lonely too.
Desperate for a call from you.
*
My eyes are squeezed tight.
The blanket is over my head
My fingers curl around my phone
Why can't I muster the courage to call you?
If I so badly need a call from you tonight.
About the Creator
T. Licht
I have a love for words and a love to share them.
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Nice work
Very well written. Keep up the good work!
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Excellent storytelling
Original narrative & well developed characters
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Comments (7)
Nice poem
Nice poem
Wonderful! Love your poem❣️This happened to me once when someone left and I had no way to contact them - no number, nothing. 💔
Best wishes for a hopeful one.
So powerful and very relatable ♥️
Exceptional, sometimes we don't need much ,just small kind attitude like calls .
Nice