Waiting on you :: jacque2sweet :: Original Poetry

Waiting on you
why do I always feel I am waiting on you.
I stare at the phone waiting for it to ring,
The sound of your voice and the pleasure it brings.
If only you knew,
Maybe you should have to wait on me.

Then finally days later after you promise to call you do.
All you can say is whats wrong with you.
My only reply is I was waiting on you.

to be continued...