Waiting here by myself
with a phone on my heart
through out the day and night,
just to hear your “hey”.
my tears tickling dawn to dusk,
you left me alone in this dust.
only sun shines with all its gloom,
and flowers mourn in bloom.
moon peeps from the weeping clouds,
while stars twinkle so dull,
as if the nature moaning with me,
but it is only you who won’t listen to me.