RiNG...RiNG...
another call that was
promised, yet wasted.
i listen to the droned out rings until it fades into your
voicemail.
"useless," i thought.
should've known.
"i'll call you later, babe. im just busy right now. i love
you." you say constantly.
hmph. define later for me?
because later to you, seems like decades.
never soon, always later.
& when later does come around...
you're never there.
where were you, when i was in need of your help?
when i needed someone to talk to?
someone to let me cry on their shoulder.
someone to just be there for me...
so, me, being stupid; i call you again.
and i hear the phone drone out long rings.
driing...driing...driing..driing...
but no you.
just the automated sound of the operator.
the sound that breaks my heart just a little more.
ring by ring, a piece of my heart simply chips off.
no big deal though, right?
because you think
i'm fine.
you barely know what i'm feeling.
but i'll tell you...
i hate you.
i love you.
i can't stand you.
i'm falling...
yes, falling...
slowly but surely.
& boy you should know with every piece broken,
when you don't- never answer,
a heart is SHATTERED.
& who's heart would you be breaking for the 2nd
time?
mine.
