Phone

I sit by the phone
Waiting for your call
some day's it doesn't come at all
What happened to us?
Now when I think about you I fill up with hate.
Your someone I would never want to date.
All we do is fight.
Night after night.
We used to be so happy.
I keep wishing thing's will go back to how they were.
One day you'll call me and tell me you love me.
And that I'm your everything and your baby.
One day, maybe.
I wish you would just call.
Do you even think about me?
At all?
Do you think about the old times.
And fill up with that pain and just fall?
I miss you baby.
You were my all.
Everytime the phone ring's I rn tuo it hopeing it's you.
I just want you to tell me you love me.
I want it to be true.
I miss us.
I need to move on but I can't.
I'm this pathetic mess.
Do you think about me?
When you close your eyes am I what you see?
Are you happy?
I wish I knew what to do.
Right now I have no clue.
I just want you.
Please call..