there is nothing more disappointing then no rainbow after a storm cloud,
nothing worse than a dramatic situation unfolding and no one to call,
nothing worse than feeling so entirely alone,
bitter, non optimistic, frozen lips in the morning from the wind,
nothing worse then being prompt to ring
but then you don’t even answer the phone.
then I am
leaving a voicemail
a voicemail you wont even bother to listen to.
the last time I left a voicemail
must of been when people where obsessed with the power to text
voicemail wasn’t popular
I liked the function of being able to repeat my own voice over again
delete and correct it
although I hate the sound of my own
now if I left you a voicemail
I would want to tell you all the secrets that I cant tell anyone
even my mum
tell you how important you are to me
then realise how damn romantic that would be
but how nerdy and stupid you would think it was
if only I could just call you
without getting a voicemail.