Distance

Looking for you in a different state -

You’ve never been here.

But I’m here in this state unknown.

Now it’s like you don’t know me.

Or worse - you don’t care.

Set in your ways, but I was one of them;

It never bothered me then.

Take a risk. Make a move.

Call me or call out my name.

My whole body would feel it and answer in a beat of its own

From 600 miles away.

Instead I’m left to ponder which is worse:

Leaving, being left, or both at once?