Dear Man,
Do you think of me like I think of you, or does it waste your time?
Do you long for touch just as much as I, or does it linger on your skin?
Do you wish you could stand inside our memories, does it fade away slowly?
Do you need someone to talk to at night? Do your ears listen for my voice?
Do you miss me, and the way I laugh, or do you take every essence of me and leave it behind?

Dear Woman,
Thinking of you doesn’t waste my time, because you are never a waste.
Your touch does not linger on my skin, because it lingers in my heart.
Our memories do not fade, because they consume my every thought.
My ears do not listen for your voice, because they have it playing on repeat.
I will never miss you, or the way you laugh, because I never will leave your side.