distance

when what you know is written
it's two dimensional
when what you send is only a click away
it's single-sided
when the receiver reads what you send
it's not taken seriously
when photos, text messages, broken promises of the future
frozen fragments of the past dangle in the wind
who will stand in the dark with me?

why doesn't the feeling remain
is it alive only in her mind?
if distractions are meant to be
while movie quotes steal her heart
building false starts and uneven endings
she'll be standing alone in the darkness

when what you know is written
it's two dimensional
when what you send is only a click away
it's single-sided
when the receiver reads what you send
it's not taken seriously