let‘s talk again

on my phone
nearly 30 poems
influenced by your soft soul
on my phone
evidence of my fondness
for your eyes, your lips,
for your voice, your hands
running over the keys of my piano
through my hair
i still feel your fingers on my skin
i can’t erase my memories
that night
the day in the park
i can’t forget about that
about us
about you
i‘m not over you,
i don’t think i’ll ever be
can we stop being in between
and clear this mist?
paper hearts water down
when there not in the dry
not secure
i can’t see clear
is this our final goodbye -
no return?
then just say it
please
let’s talk again,
love