Last night I thought of you
I wanted to hear cricket noises last night.
I wanted to hear a train go by.
I wanted to hear something different
Maybe it was you breathing. I don't know, I didn't hear it so
Another night went by.
But I am sure you are tired of hearing these things from me
I'm sure I've already been painted in colors I'm not found of
Maybe something like orange or blue
Something like insincere or
Worse.
I guess that's okay.
I'll never know you
And you'll never know me.
I'm just text
and you're a thousand miles away.
And when I say I thought about you last night and ask what is new
You'll say nothing
and finish placing me in that frame.