You Gave Me Your Phone NumberA Poem by Andrea Kirkegaard A long time ago you gave me your phone number You mean the world to me And I have your phone number I have used it from time to time Okay so more than that Not in the stalker creepy way But in the “hey how are you friend” way Because that is what we are A long time ago you gave me your phone number You mean the world to me And I have your phone number I have dialed it from time to time Speech in hand Practiced before a mirror Perhaps in a creepy stalker way Well maybe not But slightly obsessive, sure! A long time ago you gave me your phone number You mean the world to me And I have your phone number I have called you crying And you have held me in your arms I have called you laughing And "Oh Boy" were you laughing I wasn’t a stalking creeper I became one of your closest friends A long time ago you gave me your phone number You mean the world to me And I have your phone number Hours we have talked A lot about little Little about my world Okay so perhaps many aspects of my world In fact, great heaps and bounds of it But rarely about what helps give me breath to speak with you A long time ago you gave me your phone number You mean the world to me And I have your phone number Creepy stalker Laughing friend Weepy girl Slightly obsessive Love stuck me Yes me, you blessed with your phone number © 2010 Andrea KirkegaardAuthor's Note
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2 Reviews Added on June 30, 2010 Last Updated on June 30, 2010 AuthorAndrea KirkegaardSioux Falls, SDAboutI am 26 years old, and have had a passion for words for as long as I can remember. As I have grown older, words weren't enough, and my interests have expanded to drawing, painting, and photography... more..Writing
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