Staring at the phone
I force myself not to call you again,
not to be insecure.
I know you'll call me back.
I hope what I know is right.
You said you would.
So did your mother.
But you couldn't have been gone
this long.
So you aren't going to call me back.
There goes everything.
You don't care about me anymore
and my enemies know my secrets.
There I go.