just. call me.

messages clog my phone
reminders that I'm
feeling too much,
feeling too much.

i say
come find me on your cigarette break
we'll talk later
maybe.
baby.

you say
come find me when you've got some time
we have to hang out soon
call me
baby.
maybe.

i say
save me from this place
I hate it here.
I hate it here.

you say
what's new with you?
found someone yet?
we're still screwing.
right?

i say
gotta go,
I'll call you
call you later,
baby,
maybe.


~RS
November, 2005
Used With Permission