C-L-S

Fireflies and sun

Thunderstorms that shake the house

Summer has returned

Even with my friends, I'm alone.

They date. They love each other.

I'm opening my phone

To nothing 

No messages, no emails, no missed calls,

All I'm getting is radio silence 

The sinking feeling in my heart returned

The one where you know something is wrong

When you are old and too tired to sleep,

Steeping like your lemon tea

In ancient memories and dreams,

I wonder if you’ll think of me.

When your forehead’s deeply lined

With remnants of the tears you cried