I thought I was wasting time,
sending the wrong messages.
I blamed the medium,
to save your character.
Like the game of telephone,
where the words get twisted.
We let the (con)text pass on,
without it’s intent or meaning.
My empty desires,
achieved nothing.
Except its fill with emotions,
your senses couldn't comprehend.
I did send the correct message,
You just don’t know how to read.