Final Straw

My friend for life, can you be?
Through my naivety, can you see?
You know I shall let you be
Oh if only you will be with me

Waiting for the phone to ring

I messaged her, asking if she was busy

I really needed to talk

Not to her particularly, but with anyone

Who understood that I just needed to talk

And it had to be her, it has always been her

Though not so much in the last few years

Even lesser now, when my house of cards has collapsed

Under the weight of that rock of hers.

Still, I messaged, expecting the call in an instant,

Waiting for the familiar name to flash on the screen,

So that I could pick and just make small talk,

A quiet way of letting out that surging scream

Its been some time now and it hasn't come,

Maybe the phone is away or maybe she is,

Maybe she's on a train and the network is too week,

Or maybe I'm, yet again, barking up the wrong tree

The song on my phone ceases suddenly,

I'm wondering if I will ask what took her so long,

But then the song starts back again, false alarm!

I wonder, like many times before, whats taking her so long.. and I don't want to know.

The longing

You can leave this place for now,

But you're taking a bit of me with you,

I don't know if you know it yet

And I don't know if I want to take it back from you

Do you, inside your head,

Get this feeling too?

I know we're not supposed to feel this way

But then why do I long so much for you!

I hadn't felt this high for a while,

I don't know if it will ever work out right,

Why did it have to dawn on me only now!

When it's almost too late for me to fight.

I'm wailing my lungs out, but no one can know

Since I am hiding at the bottom of the sea,

All they can notice is bubbles breaking the surface.

My wet face, stained with tears that no one can see.

I know we're not supposed to feel this way,

But then why do I long so much for you

Is it worth risking what we have had for so long?

What do the voices in your head tell you?

Maybe we will never know what could have been,

Because I'm too scared of going down this one way street again,

Which is why I am hoping you will turn around some day,

And realize that it wasn't mere coincidence that we met again.