Sitting day by day
Waiting for the phone
Waiting for those words
To be spoken aloud,
Your heart burns an aching sigh
Knowing the imaginable will be heartbreaking
Pulling up close to the warmth
Safe and known
Hoping the stiches dont come undone
Waiting a silent vow
For very few words to escape
Those very same lips whom
Whispered the broken and frail
I love you.
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