I text paragraphs just to get one word replies from her
cuz I am not so special to her.
I keep listening to all her memories and sorrows but when its my turn she seems so occupied with something else
cuz I am not so special to her.
I look for an excuse to text her all the time while she texts me only if there's a purpose to be served
cuz I a not so special to her.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem