Your text has been staring
at me for five days. Five days of typing
only to quickly delete
my thoughts
before ever giving myself a chance
to hit the blue arrow.
You’ve always been missing
from my life,
but there’s your circle.
Locking eyes with me
on my homepage,
giving me no choice but to stare
back, putting you
in the front of my mind
everyday. I just don’t know
if I believe in
19th chances,
maybe tomorrow…