this poem is about you.

You're asleep and I'm sad

cause there were so many times

I used to listen to your voice

laughing about the sadest,

crying to the badest things

you called me

night and day

there was no necessity

just always something

to say

and you'd stay

until one of us drifted away

but

you were always there

directly after school

or on top of the morning

and

almost every night

you were

just one call away,

but still

right next to me

everything was so easy with us

as if our voices fit together like

two broken melodies

building a song,

creating a harmony

you understood my silence

you knew what to say

without using words

and when I felt broken

it didn't even matter

cause you knew exactly how

to make me laugh,

make me stop crying

and

sometimes

to make me stop thinking at all

but something was always incomplete

it wasn't the distance

maybe just being too distant

while feeling so close to you

and every now and then

I feel like

I should tell you how much you meant,

how much you still mean to me

mostly at night

I remember this

you're just one call,

yet

so far away

I'd tell you all of this

would show you

what I'm talking about,

but look at the time

How late is it?

look

you're asleep