'I'll phone... I'll write...'
You never promised,
but you said.
The empty words
now reverberating
in my head.
You never phoned...
You never wrote -
rendering your words
meaningless when
you spoke.
In my mind
a repeated incantation -
somehow, my love,
I've lost you
in translation.
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