love or something like it

a tale in five beats

Almost, but no.

Even the sky knows it. You are not where you said you’d be.

That’s fine, I think

and wait around.

That’s fine, I think

and pull my suitcase up the stairs.

I give in and call. I am always giving in and calling.

You sound far away. Your voice seems flat,

and grey. 

Sorry for being late.

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