So I lay here,
amid my cold purple sheets,
wondering if I’m on your mind,
just as you are on mine.
But then I see the unanswered calls,
the ‘seen’ messages,
the excuses for not keeping up with my affection,
the sheer lack of reciprocation.
So I go back to listening to the whirr of the AC,
diverting my attention,
shifting my emotions,
to a more stable world.
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