It feels like an eternity
since the last time I tried to get you to talk.
I've stopped messaging you.
I don't bother trying to start
or hold
any conversation with you
anymore.

There is no point.
The words are empty,
but my heart is full.

So full it hurts.

I wonder, every second of every day
if you miss me
the way that I miss you.

Horribly.