I wonder if I’m enough, have I done something wrong?
The echoes of ‘beautiful’ are drifting, spacing apart, dissipating, like your calls
Your silences are louder than my screams for you –
Are you? No, were you?
I love you
Loved – love
I’m confused my dear
I need you here, send help soon
My fingers are wasting away from tapping, restless for you
Apologetic in sentiment but it’s all empty, hollow like me
Now I’m lonely, even when you hold me.