Though it’s been two years,
I still feel the tears
Start falling when I think of you.
Though it’s been some time
Since I’ve called you mine
I’m still calling, hoping you need me, too.
I just still can’t believe
That you’d ever leave
Me lonely, feeling this way.
I still sit by the phone
Waiting here all alone
Hoping you’ll call me back someday.
I call once again
To see how you’ve been,
And to tell you that I’m doing fine.
As the phone rings, I pray,
Knowing just what to say
If you’d only pick up the telephone line.
It doesn’t mean anything
Because I hear your machine
Telling me that you’re not home right now.
So I sit back down
Trying to hide this frown,
But the tears start to fall anyhow.
Nov. 4, 1990
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