after awhile.
the fingers on the tiny keyboard
of the phone.
half sentences,
misspellings.
no grammar or punctuation,
just a flurry of disconnected
thoughts.
most misunderstood.
so much lost in translation.
i remember the days.
when you sat down together.
and looked into each
other's eyes and spoke
to one another.
making time to be there.
to talk, to laugh or cry.
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