I prefer

I prefer typed words to your voice.

When I read your emails

I can decide what each verb means

how each syllable is endowed

with joy and longing for me

and I love you means you do

and you aren't just saying goodbye.

I don't want to go.

I don't want to go.

I don't want to go.

I just want to go home

to the boy who loves me more than his soul

and I know

the person waiting at the airport

isn't him anymore.

The End

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