PhoneA Poem by Monday ParkerI keep checking for messages from him But find no notifications waiting I cant lie that I am not bummed out I feel it in every ounce of me With every part of my being Shoulder slumped let down After that emotional high I cant believe he didn’t feel it to The spark The connection After that kiss We had sexual tension Over powering me He left leaving me in a Trembling puddle and then never called me again. MP © 2018 Monday Parker |
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Added on December 10, 2018 Last Updated on December 10, 2018 Tags: Almost Lover, Dating, Ghosted Author
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