Midday Conversations

Midday conversations
Typed away
A gulf apart
Almost harkening back
To days long ago
When we chatted
All the time
All day long
Does it help
Does it hurt
I don’t know
I don’t know
Part of me
Wants to cut everything off
Not talk again
Be removed from my life
While other parts
What to keep closeness
As a friend
Maybe a part
Of the old subconscious
Hopes we’ll be side by side
Together again
Once shit’s sorted out
But I know
My brain knows
That’ll never happen
And I’m left
Listening to my heart
Torturing myself
Over a good person
Someone I want in my life
I just hope
I’m not torn apart
Too much

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