You are my unsent message. The cursor blinking rhythmically, With my heartbeat, Waiting, For me to hit send. But I am not ready, And I’m not sure if I ever will be So I left it like that. Unsent. Unseen. Unread. “I miss you.”
Have you ever had to linger a bit To hear your favorite line from a song While being played on the radio Later to have that line stuck in your head all day You try hard to forget it but it wouldn't fade Just like the memory of someone you love even after you've parted ways.