miles and miles

cope

she's sitting on her bed,

the pages of hemmingway

in front of her and her hair

knotted on top of her head.

her makeup has been cleaned off

and she's wearing his old hoodie.

that's when she hears

that beep.

she looks up quickly,

squinting at the computer screen

just enough to see the little ball on the screen

spinning.

she gets up slowly, leaving the book behind

and walking to the computer

just when his face appears on screen.

she sits down, doing a bad job at

hiding her anger.

"ah!" he screams, shielding his eyes.

"it's been too long, you're beauty- it's

blinding me! someone help!"

she gives him a flat look

and crosses her arms.

"you've been avoiding me."

he sighs, dropping his head in

his hands and rubbing his forehead.

"i'm sorry. it's just...i don't know

how to deal with missing you."

he looks up then, his eyes piercing into

hers as if he's in the room

instead of on a computer screen.

"me either."