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[rose_mary]

here i sit
again
half drunk
again
phoning you
because i miss you
and oh,
its the answering machine.
but to hear your voice!
just to hear you,
until it beeps,
then hanging up
quickly
again
too afraid to leave a message.
again.
but youre tired,
i know.
too tired to talk
even for a minute
to me.
again
because youve been working.
and here i am
in paradise, begging to leave.
begging to leave and be in your arms
cocooned in your warmth.
but alas, 
it is not meant to be.
not tonight.
tonight, i am meant to dwell,
dwell in silence and in lonliness,
waiting until you talk to me 
again.
.
.