If we were characters in a play
There wouldn’t be any rules to obey
I would walk up to your balcony
Carrying a beautiful bouquet
And I’d break into a monologue
And my words would take your breath away.
If we lived in a different time
When photographs came in black and grey
I would write you a longhand letter.
I would fill page after page and page
I would place it in a big blue box
And I would send it off on its way.
And there wouldn’t be this agony
If your reply came with a delay.
If I hit send on a text
response must come right away
Otherwise I’m in distress
I’m in complete disarray
Thinking over all the ways
I’ve convinced you not to stay
But you are not Juliet
There are rules one can’t disobey
Fingers poised and set to type
I’ve been thinking of you all day
But that’s not okay to say
So instead I just say -
“Hey...how was ur day?”