Poems Of Sadness

Waiting

Staring at the window with a cup of coffee,
Looking for something new
But then i found myself waiting for you
And wanting to see you happy.

I stared at my phone with a sad eyes,
Am i being pathetic?
I know i am rude and your too nice,
But i am not a plastic.

I read our last convo It hurts to see you mourn,
But i don't feel any regret nor forlorn.
Maybe a bit regret, because you're not talking to me like we used to be.