Until The Day, Poem by Marisa Unknown

I write how I feel on these pale blue lines hoping one day you'll read this and see how I truly feel.
I kneel on my crunchy tan carpet, with my palms touching, and I bow my head and pray that by the grace of god, you'll hear my prayers. Then you'll know how I really feel.
I write you a million emails and yet not one has ever been sent. They are simply left in my draft box collecting spiderwebs, awaiting answers.
Before I cry myself tonight, I'll call you a few hundred times just to hear your voice, leaving message after message but not one you will ever hear.

So I'll write until my hands are blistering red and I'll pray until my knees give in and the heavens beg for silence. I'll type until my keyboard gets tiered of my fingers and I'll call endlessly until the day I hear your voice respond with a 'hello'.
I'll love you until the day you know how I really feel. Then maybe I can move on..or maybe you'll feel the same.