My fingers stroke a ***** screen
Aching to feel his skin beneath them
I lay next to it pretending I'm really there beside him
We stare at eachother
Knowing we have other things to do
The energy so magnetic we delay leaving
I'm living & breathing here
But my heart is so far away
I yearn to hear his voice , see his face
To know he is safe and well
The fact that we dream under the same sky
Should bring comfort
But  sunset is just not the same through a picture
Our moments are shared and stored
But my desire is to feel them completely
I would gladly weather any storm
If he were literally next to me
For how can I shun the wind and the rain
While I sit with my blessing
They have their purpose in life
And I believe his is to love me as I love him
For now until what I want comes to be
I'll appreciate that God thought fondly enough to have our paths
Cross and be so interwined
That I get to laugh, love, smile, and be weird
Even if for now it's through a screen

Pixels seem glue
Every one of them watching you
Brighter than light
Is the screen that is on at night

Blue is the reflection on your eyes
Are you looking in empty skies?
Unwilling to stop because it is
The neverending screen that you will miss

It was once not here, not there
Now it is everywhere
But where are you, where are you really?

Everyone knows, except for you
That is what your screen will do to you

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I wish you could see me behind the screen
Who I really was, who I really am
If I could see you face to face
Know more than just your name
We could be friends in real life
But you're hundreds of miles away
So I'll dream of meeting you one day

sitting in a coffee shop
a man is grinning while
he stares at his laptop
the light from the screen
reflects off his glasses
and his eyes are great
white orbs and he
smiles and smiles and
all I can think is
that I will never
hear you sing again

Stay up late on your computer, just to ignore whats in the background...

Blasting your speak or headphones to the highest volume found?

Eyes locked on whatever is attracting your mind to the screen

Consumed by your emotions and thoughts... the things unseen

Possibly in the dark, devouring food to satisfy the emptiness inside?

Deep in thought? Lost in people, dreams, and lies?

Oblivious to the time that slip through your fingers

Not to be disturbed by any forgotten chore that lingers

And sometimes... you may break out with a sigh...

That's slowly turns into a scream...and a mournful cry....

Hopefully, we’re deeper than the screen we’re staring at.

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