Write me a poem,

because you can’t face your emotions.

Take a piece of your soul,

mix it into the writing bowl.

I can read your face better than your texts,

so write me a poem.

I won’t decode it.

Write me a poem,

tell me what you feel.

But don’t write too deeply,

because it might become real.

And if you haven’t already,

you might lose touch with everyone.

Because you’re fading.

Instead of writing the poem, you said,

you would become it.

After all, words can’t carry emotions,

can they?

So lose your humanity,

this is what you say,

“It’s the right track.”

you’ll say this

if all for me to love you

without knowing you love me back.