Thursday, November 11, 2010

I wanted to Call you

I'm listening to one of your bands,
Staring blankly at my phone.
It's 11:11 on 11/11.
You told me once you wish you'd waited
For this day,
This time,
To tell me your heart,
Because things may have been differnt.

They wouldn't have been.

But at 11:11 on 11/11
I missed you more than anyone I have.
It's because you told me your heart.
Absence makes the heart grow fonder.

So at 11:11 on 11/11
I didn't make a wish.
My heart emitted a silent prayer,
Silent cry.
For you.
From my soul to God's ears,
That you would be His,
And then mine.

I almost called you.
I wanted to.
I would've called you
And if you'd've picked up
Or if it'd gone to voicemail
I would've said:
I love you
And check your e-mail
Because your wish
Came half true.

"Tell me that you'll open your eyes."

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