Self-pity

Cannot find my words
I just call
and keep still.

I just call
to hear your voice,
to hear your news.

Your boy is happy,
that is what matters.
Your boy is happy,
so you are.

The mirror breaks in my ear.
The pain runs down into my soul.
The splints tell me my truth.

Why did we fail?

Didn't I hear your voice,
when you sang next to my ear?
Didn't I feel your heart,
bumping in front of me on your bike?
Didn't I see your blush,
when you grasped me around my waist?

Did I miss to look in your eyes and to read?
Did I miss to hold your hand and to feel?
Did I miss to listen to you and to understand?


I did.