are you still happy sleeping alone?
you keep texting me in the middle of the night
forgetting my phone is on silent
and probably always will be
as silent as my lips are
every single time that you confess a longing
before I sputter into guffaws that ripple through my stomach
go big or go home, I guess
do I haunt you in your dreams?
a figment of what was, what could have been
a terribly outdated shadow
lurking at the edge of the chasm of time
has the dream me ever asked you for help?
begging, screaming for a different future
we are two completely different people, you and I
you wish differently
you wish I was more like you
we don’t need yet another you