missed phone calls
mine and yours
remind me
that i don't remember
the last time i heard your
voice in person
remind me
that i probably don't
love you
remind me
that i'm a bitch
missing phone calls
remind me
that i probably
don't miss you
but what i do
miss
and this i
remember
is the chase
the way you feel good
when you know
someone is admiring your legs
stemming out of a short skirt
and how it feels
when you know he's grabbing
peeks at you
out of the corner of his eye
as he passes you by
i remember how it feels to wear
that tight pencil skirt
with heels
as i walk by his open office door
that i remember
but i don't know if that
can translate to the real world
missed phone calls
remind me of summers past
and how my summer flings
never seemed to last
