No calls
No texts
No emails
You never check up
My contacts make sense more
I guess we losing it

I reminisce on the late texts
The night talks that got us burning
They all memories now
Nightmares haunting the night
You ghosts chasing after me
It’s all silent now

Attention you said
I couldn’t let my heart beat without you knowing
From favourite to ignored
A love story left to mime
We all acting numb
The silence is getting louder

I wanna be the first to talk
But ego,
Pride became our new sex bed
We lying naked enjoying the climax
Should I break the silence?
Or may it’s it turn to talk too
©️ Vickie TheePoet

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