Dear You,
I know it wasn't yesterday that my phone stopped ringing, and I know its been weeks since the birds stopped singing. I heard your voice in the kitchen, or maybe it was the sink over filling. You said you would come back when the time was right, but its been 4 months and three long nights.
Damn!
Maybe it wasn't the sink, but the tears from my eyes.
I cant sleep at night, its the pain and fear of losing what I thought couldn't be lost.
Stop!
Why do these dogs bark at night!?
Stop!
I cant hear my thoughts, we're lost, we fought, so what!?
Don't go!
You said you wouldn't go, but there you go.
I scream your name from behind closed doors, but you don't hear me no more, and these walls they don't talk to me no more.
From ME
About the Creator
Chris Estrada
Telling stories is my favorite thing to do
I want to become a better writer
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