Hearing From You
A day goes by and I don't hear from you,
I shouldn't worry about it but I do.
I wait and hope each day for a text or call,
But I get a little sad when nothing at all.
It's silly I know that I even feel that way,
But communication from you makes my day.
I hear your voice in the messages you send,
I could never tire hearing it again and again.
I see your face when on the phone we speak,
Your smiling eyes and your dimpled cheeks.
I could paint you from just my mind's view,
Painted with heart strokes of my love for you.
When we chat on the phone you feel so close,
It's that feeling I get that I do love the most.
I would love it if I could feel it all of the time,
The way I would if I were to call you mine.