I woke up with a phone screen to my face.
A habit now, one my mind cannot erase.
Like a certain path I walk without delay,
Our message thread, I keep hitting replay.

Laughters without a shade,
Lines that never fade.
Moments I have to spare,
In screens my immediate stare.
I waited for hours, couldn't bear to check the clock
Waited so long, the roosters began to flock.

In our chat box — how long as it been?
Since we talked for hours, since we lifted our chin?
When time are slipping away,
When we have so much to say.
With my never ending questions,
In your thoughtful explanations.

But with every start, there comes an end.
Our words wear thin, no more to be send.
I closed my eyes once you end with goodbyes —
A cycle that waits for another sunrise.