Dot dot dot

Words seem worthless

when written on a screen

bare, naked, truth/lies

things better left unseen

unread, not typed

never etched onto this place

still we continue writing

within this empty place

dots follow my sentences

time after sweet time

you couldn't understand my hate

for this screen of mine

rather hold you close beside me

whisper in your ear

have you with me, listening

just having you so near

so, dot dot dot, then silence

you'll meet me at the end

although this, our life, seems empty

we're slowly on the mend

no need for cold text here

just sweet words for you, my sweet

when at the end we throw away this

and finally, lives meet.

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