My phone is buzzing, she is calling.
I remain gazing at the screen
A hard choice to make, it proves
Either a click on the red or the green buttons
I should make, as both seem right
And wrong at the same time
Time too is not that hesitant.
She is almost hanging up
My head still blank and eyes looking up
Collusion of ideas now at their highest
She expects me to flatt
But my heart is burnt.
Her deeds so hurting, to mind and soul
An adea fast enough has to come up.
I wish she hungs up
I am tempted to click the hung button
Her beautiful face on the screen
Makes me think twice
Otherwise, I would be wise to remain silent
But not fair to flood her eyes
In tears, of pain and regrets
I would rather carry all that alone.
I think I need to pick up
She needs to feel the bitter me
The pain caused by her words
The piece of mind and heart shredded
A heart of vengeance in me caused
To thaw down, she has to hear this.
She Hungs up!