Call me

Every minute in every hour
for the last day
my only thought is you
I crave for you
if you could call me
and say, you love me
you miss me
as much as I do
that would make me so happy
The silence is killing
always says more than words.
the wind whispers
rumours
perhaps I need more silence
to accept
You don´t want me
you don´t need me
and love was my illusion
never on your plans.