What Next

Where did the conversations go? We use to spend hours on end just talking. Time spent would just flow. And we had fun just walking. Now we barely even crack a smile. For your gaze is always turned to your phone. And I feel as if I am not worthwhile. Even when we are together I feel alone. I stand here wondering what I did wrong, I know you will be quick to tell me I am to blame. It was me all along. Not a second goes by without somebody calling my name. What next? Where do we go from here? I guess the only mode of communication is by text. Nevermind, the notifications you just don’t hear. I would ask you that question. However, you don’t acknowledge my voice. I seem to always give you the wrong impression. And you will tell me it’s my choice. Alright, now what? My choice, really? Sharing is caring… u.k … pop pop and Jojo… that’s my thought !!! Catch you later, silly