Communication

I pick my phone up
And put it down

Think of texting you
Change my mind

I  pick my phone up
And put it down

You are angry
But so am I

You want me to respond
And I want to ignore you

You want me to love you
I want you to leave me alone

I pick my phone up
And put it down

You love me
I hate you

But we are connected forever and always

You love me
I pick my phone up

I hate you
I put it down

 

aegent

MA

YWP Alumni

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