You said we were close.
Or did I believe that.
Did I made up those words to be coming out of your mouth?
We used to tell each stuff.

But now, all that remains.
Is silence.
I used to be able to see your face.
But now, I just see nothing

Now I have to find things out.
Online.
The worst way.
The degrading way.

Sometimes the silence
Just becomes too much.
I sit there crying,
yelling, and yet you still can’t hear me.

I thought we were close.
Maybe I was mistaken.