Hexagonal Days

Sometimes I dream about full conversations, but what I wake up to is empty notifications.

I keep on waiting for you, to show up. but you never do. we fight,

It goes on the next day. which is all unintentional, but understandable. I guess.

even if I try and not respond to you, I feel an urge to speak up.

I’ll tell you this today, I love you. Even when you are with me. Even when you are sleeping in someone’s arms, who then is yours.