"I've just been busy," you say in reply to the question I never asked. Where have you gone?
You used to answer my texts within minutes. "Busy," I laugh. As if your phone doesn't live in your hands. As if you have scrolled by my name 30 times in the last hour. "Busy."
YOU ARE READING
Limerence (Poetry)
Poetry"Bumblebee: I wonder if you will still love me when I protect myself and sting." Started: 8/20/20 Completed: 10/18/21 My 7th poetry book.
