Anonymous

Everyone needs that special someone, to talk to, on the phone until the sun rises after already talking for 3 hours,

The person that reminds you when you have to hand an assignment or when you have to wake up on time

He’s there, Always there

Not physically but emotionally.

He answers when I call, when I smile, when I fall.

He cries when I cry, even though he refuses to shed a tear.

Jealously takes over his emotions when he realizes I’m not his and he may never be mine.

The person that laughs when you can’t pronounce a word properly, but still provokes you to say it each time.

He’s there again.

This time we’re arguing.

Petty words leaving our mouths, one day without talking seems like so much.

Realizing his effect just makes things so tough.

What do I do?

Who do I talk to?

When my friends laugh at how I may love more than one person.

Is it possible to be this uncertain?

So I call him again, special name in my phone, He says it’s not our time and we know it because we’re not alone.

We laugh some more and say our goodnights.

Never hanging up on each other.

Putting up a fight,