We talked again tonight,
Not talking - messaging,
It's like people forget how to talk to one another nowadays.
Rarely such a thing of picking up the phone and calling a friend or an interest
We type, type, type, giving varying degrees of attention
It makes it so easy to misinterpret how interested the other person is
Every little thing is expected to have ten times more meaning than intended
And people wonder why relationships in younger generations often don't work very well
Modern relationships are pieced together like the modern Prometheus, with mixed intentions in all the right places but with conflicting commitment tearing it apart

A message
from someone I once knew
"Hey"
As if no time passed
But everything has changed
Innocence lost
Naive
years younger again
Giddy and reeling
You probably just want attention
But that's all I ever craved
Speechless
"I'll reply just for fun"
But I want you to
Want me
I am unsure why
I wish I was a better person
Someone you expect
Me to be
Who are you
Now?

I can hear you,
You are there.
I can see you,
You were here.
I can feel you,
You are there.
I am with you,
You are not here.

You are here,
With him.
I am here,
With me.

I am alone
With you.
You are not alone
With me

you are mostly angles
and i am mostly curves.

the best paintings
have the perfect combination
of the two.

together
we are a perfect mixture
of sharp and soft.

like a painting
a living masterpiece.

panic
i hate the way i panic
i hate the way i think
and think,
think,
t
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     i
      n
        k
and think
because i can't control it
all i can do
is think.

-r.y.s