look me in the eye.
tell me that so far,
five weeks,
eight days,
seven hours,
you don’t miss me.
tell me you don’t see me.
tell me you don’t think of me.
whisper to me through the phone.
several thousand miles,
three continents,
thus many seas.
tell me how you feel.
tell me what i don’t know.
yell at me.
kiss me.
burn my tree.
anything at all.
just tell me what we are.
Mar 11, 2019
Mar 11, 2019 at 8:30 AM UTC
look me in the eye.
tell me that so far,
five weeks,
eight days,
seven hours,
you don’t miss me.
tell me you don’t see me.
tell me you don’t think of me.
whisper to me through the phone.
several thousand miles,
three continents,
thus many seas.
tell me how you feel.
tell me what i don’t know.
yell at me.
kiss me.
burn my tree.
anything at all.
just tell me what we are.
written for someone i can’t see
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