Everyone Says They'll Call
Living in a fantasy of deeply reciprocated affection
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Stupid me, staring at my phone and waiting,
Incredulously thinking you'd call. I'm all alone,
Living in a fantasy of deeply reciprocated affection.
Everyone says they'll call, I know. But I really like you.
Nervously, I examine the bars on the phone screen (three- shouldn't that be enough?),
Check to make sure it's working,
Eventually coming to the conclusion that it's not the phone that's the problem.
About the Creator
F Cade Swanson
Queer dad from Virginia now living and writing in the Pacific Northwest. Dad poems, sad poems, stories about life. Follow me on instagram at @fcadeswanson
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