If you could relive the past week, would you? Would you change anything?
It was a conversation that didn’t last.
Two messages and it was done.
I wish you would have prodded me more,
To know what I was actually saying.
Messages wrongly interpreted and a conversation abruptly ended.
I’m stubborn enough to not budge and so are you.
I feel the distance between us has widened.
The physical distance of a thousand miles has now turned into an emotional one.
It’s been a week since we last spoke,
I miss you and so you know.
I resist the temptation and the itch in my hand,
I try to deter my thoughts but they go back to you.
We have been in our camps way too long,
Nursing our wounds and etching tactics to create new ones.
I would like to call it a truce,
Putting an end to our raging war.
I love you.