By Crystal
Date: 7 September 1999

Waiting on your call to me?

It's 1:16 in the morning,
I know your asleep in bed.
I'm the only one losing sleep over this,
crying all day and all night,
while you're snoring,
probably dreaming of someone else.

I can't handle not hearing your voice,
I await by the phone,
praying you'll call,
just to see how I am.
So I can just at least tell you "I Love You!" once more.

I can't let you go!
You are the only thing that makes sense in my life,
and I am the only thing that doesn't make sense in yours.
If there were a word to describe how much I care,
it's so much more powerful it seems than "Love".

I check my email,
you haven't written,
I check my machine,
you haven't called,
I check my heart and you'e still there.
Pulling on me to keep loving you,
to keep believing you still love me,
although we haven't spoken in twenty-four hours.
Can I make it until morning, 
without calling you,
can I make it through the night,
without dying?

How are you feeling?
Are you sad, confused and need your best friend there for you?
Well, I'm here and I always will be.
So where are you? 
Are you in a dream where everything is perfect?
Or are you in the memories,
of the love we both thought would last?