three hours.
that is how long it takes for you
to even think of responding.
while i wait
eagerly.
painfully.
for that little sound
of a notification.
that little sound
is my validation.
you have better things to do
better people to be around
while i stare at a black screen
waiting for you to want me.
YOU ARE READING
oh how the mirror lies
Poetrythe thoughts i do not share are written here in word form. please be kind to them.
