I text
No reply
Hours passed
Still no reply
Days passed
Guess I feel
You don’t care
Question is
Why should I
Because I’m a different
Kind of guy
Yea it’s fucked up
But still
We both crossed paths
To be in each other lives
For a reason &
Reason is
& Truth is
I can’t get you off
My mind
I’m sorry I lied
I’m sorry I made you cry
I’m sorry for being sorry
Giving you this illusion
To get a fusion
Stuck in a ford
Same old chords
Playing
Body decaying
Mind telling me stop
Perpetrating
Souls upon me
Congregating
But I don’t care
I’m just so blatant
Still I sit here waiting
For a text
Still no reply

Written By B.T.Y. In 2016

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