Another day has gone by, and you still have not call.
I sit and wait just to hear a voice that is so familiar.
As the night starts calling my name, I still never hear yours.
Days go by, and you start disappearing from my frame.
I no longer wonder to hear you, I just hinger to feel you.
Then it starts to fall away.
The thought of you leaves my brain.
Then I realize that you are no longer here.
You have gone to a place where there are no phones.
Yet I still can call you and know that you are listening to my ever word.
Misconception 