Misery.

Misery.

I was waiting for your call.

To tell you how I feel.

You never called.

I know you never will.

I hold on for that one day.

When I can touch that sweet face.

hold loves last embrace.

I would do it again.

Just for the chase.

The memories still linger.

Deep within my mind.

It feels like a cold steel dagger.

That creeps up slowly from behind.

Kelly Rose. 

Written !0/5/2012