I'm sitting alone at home
Waiting for his call
Staring at the phone
Time passing's so slow
Well I miss him so much
And I hope soon he'll call
And I need just one touch
To destroy the ice wall
Filled with emptyness, sadness
And cold melancholy
He's the cause of my madness
And I want him know how I love him


Well, I'm not good enough in poetry. It wasn't even a try. I just wrote what I felt. No commas, full-stops, dashes. And may be some mistakes. If so, I'm sorry. But I had to write it