Ink Blot

"I'll call you in the morning," you say
Three days has gone and my phone won't ring
Must've been the signal waves, or a network glitch

You tell me you'd be beeping me soon
But eight hours, twenty minutes; not a text at all
Might be busy, might be out somewhere

"We'll be together, not far too soon now."
I've been waiting for months now, and it's not funny
Perhaps a prank, one of those little jokes you have

Everytime, I tell you, "I'll wait."
Though I know you don't take it seriously
But you'll be back, I know you'll be back

And when you do,
You'd see...

I have been waiting for you.