Sitting in a halfly lited room with a bowl of uncooked beans in front of me wondering why you haven't picked up your phone to dial my digits.
Why?
I shouldn't let this be a boarder but I can't go through my day normally without constantly wondering
why?

Why do I miss you this much?

I know I shouldn't be open to such pleasurable but yet painful feeling but thoughts of you have consumed my entire being.
I miss your smile and how you look at me without even looking. How beautifully those glasses sits on your nose. How large your hands are. I touch them now but yet feel nothing. I stare into your eyes but my gaze is met with emptiness.
You, my sweetest, are here with me even if it's in a fantastical reality, my own mysterious world, I know you are here.
I should pick up my phone and call
You now, just to be sure you are still there, still breathing, just to hear you say hi baby
But I can't
No I can't
I can't even when I want to
I can't cause I need you to show me how much you want me
Show me you yarn for me as much as I for you
Show me you'll catch me even when I'm falling backwards
Show me simply you care
Care enough to be here, always and forever
Just show me
But alas! !
Times up !!!
This is how things should be
Should remain

This beans won't cook themselves...

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This beans won't cook themselves.

The rumbling of my enclosed vaccum won't stop.

If i don't make the move, i may fall down.

And no protein would catch me from the law of gravity.

I have to swallow my pride, my palms needs to pick them first.

Then it hit me; i fractured my wrist.

Oh, i need a visitor. I just wish you are on your way.

But wishes ain't horses.

I've got Fair Weather Friends.



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Forgive the spacing, am using a button phone.

Just playing with words, am not a poet.

*Lovely post OP*

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This beans won't cook themselves.

The rumbling of my enclosed vaccum won't stop.

If i don't make the move, i may fall down.

And no protein would catch me from the law of gravity.

I have to swallow my pride, my palms needs to pick them first.

Then it hit me; i fractured my wrist.

Oh, i need a visitor. I just wish you are on your way.

But wishes ain't horses.

I've got Fair Weather Friends.



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Forgive the spacing, am using a button phone.

Just playing with words, am not a poet.

*Lovely post OP*

This is actually beautiful

MAMUCHKA:

This is actually beautiful

Thanks