Testo di Typing...

March fourteenth, 2014 1:43 in the morning I watched those three dots disappear again Before you ever said anything The room was dark except the screen Blue light covering the bed sheets Outside the snowplows passed slowly Like ghosts moving through the city Typing Stopping Typing Like you're trying to leave carefully I read our old messages again Just to hear your voice inside my head Funny how someone can disappear Without actually going anywhere I stayed awake until sunrise Waiting for a conversation That never happened At 4:08 You finally sent: Sorry, fell asleep But I knew you were awake Because I saw you online Twenty minutes before that Typing Stopping Typing Every silence sounds louder now I don't think we fight anymore We just slowly stop reaching for each other And somehow That hurts worse