Waiting

**This is a song/poem I wrote. It's sing-songy like a song but it has no beat to flow to, so for now it's just a poem..until further notice.... =)

Don't know why I sat by the phone 

When I knew you wouldn't call. 

Guess it was my young heart's desire 

when my mind knew all along.

She tried so desperately to warn me 

to make me see your ways. 

But everytime she was resolved 

My naive heart told me, stay. 

The warning signs have always been 

hiding in plain sight 

but through thick rose jaded glasses 

your red flare was guiding light.

Your deep facade is empty 

a barrier to your innerself. 

I though that if I paved the way  

You'd follow with my help. 

But now I see my time and care were 

used, abused, and wasted. 

Thown away on someone 

who's view on love was tainted.

So here I sit--without you 

but surely not alone 

my lonely heart and frustrated mind 

are still waiting by the phone.