Every light on the phone
I hoped was your call
Every beep of SMS tone
Prayed from your scroll
Minutes ticked in my mind
Deafening and counting loud
Hoping Hoping to no end
From you will come a word
Though the day yet to end
Looking before I land in bed
If only a call missed
Or a blank one you'll send
While impatiently I wait
On this wall I do write
That no one date will depart
Without a word from my heart
And when tomorrow does break
Never did my word break
Never in my heart depart
Lest it gets apart
Hope to see the end
Of a day equally dead
For what's in no word
From who is my world
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