Silent skype calls
Waiting in my chair
As the beeps go off
Patiently
Too patiently
You're just not home
I tell myself
But you're on the other side of the screen
Also waiting
Waiting for me to give up
Because you're too scared
Too scared to face me
And listen to me
End call
YOU ARE READING
I think I would like to say something
Puisishe doesn't speak much, but she writes. she writes beautiful. she writes in roses and soap and lavender. she writes poetry.
