the boy behind the screen
he sends you words in advance
"i will never leave you"

he says i will write you a story
or a poem or a promise
whatever you need to hear

mail arrives in the morning
never the one to hesitate
"you are the one i call home"

he arrives two years later
in his eyes, tears and disgust
"i hope you know by now"
words are only words
we should never trust

he leaves you hanging
on the same story
or poem or promise
or disguise

you only hear the ringing
at the other end
the boy who promised to stay behind
he was just a boy
at the end of the line
who made you want to die
another mistake to waste your time

he is still just a boy
not even a man
not brave enough to look behind

we are inconsistencies
both hope and despair
as we exist only to die.