Don't Text Me
Don’t text me anymore.
I tire of the monotone beeps
Your paragraphs of nonsense make me want to weep
Your ever profound “lol :)”
Is better spent on those with duller taste
I read your text and speak in your voice
Your true meaning is left without a choice
I miss it, I miss it ever so much
I miss you, with disregard for touch
Separated by miles of blue
You spoke in hues
As your laugh formed your smile
I heard the weight of your finger on the dial
A pause, a breath, a sigh
Communicated without eye
Please, don’t text me anymore
I miss the sound of your voice.
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