I arrived late, no
not because of work
but others' company.
worry not they're friends.

Your voice didn't
crackle much for I heard
clearly every details
which I wish I did not.

Good connections perhaps
for you're there and I'm here
You're west and I'm east.
that even your breathing I felt.

NO, my voice is not tired
for I just sat the whole day.
Those were sigh of frustrations;
hum of lonesomeness - of cravings.

For the miles that separates.
For the time that was snatched.
For the stories that were untold.
For hugs and kisses that were missed.

For you're there and I'm here.
And that reality slaps me, hard.
That only the single gadget felt it,
I miss you and I'm upset.