Waiting


I thought you would be mailing me
because it has been over hours
since I sent you my poem and letters-
but you're quiet, and there's no way
for me to find out what you're doing.

Maybe you're crying over my poem
or maybe you just didn't have time,
probably because of your breakfast...
But how can I explain it,
when it's already night there?

So my mail is still unanswered,
and this situation in which
I don't know why you don't
makes me so upset.

You still love me,
right? May I ask?
You aren't crying,
may I say in confidence?
I understand
you might need time,
and I'll wait-
as you did when I was crying-
until you reply me.

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