12:12 am

Waking up, I realize he’s not here, again.

I find him on the bedroom floor,

not sure what time he came in.

Last night, a few words were exchanged,

he had more important things to do,

a game had started he had to finish,

or pixel points would be taken away.

He poked his head in once or twice,

after new games were accepted,

then I retired to bed, defeated,

unwilling to wait for his game to never end.

Frustrated tears stained my pillow,

sleep swiftly came and went,

and now I wake up to the reality that

I cannot fathom continuing

the wait for pittances of interaction.

I distance my heart further,

knowing it’s all I can do for now,

and that one day he will be abandoned,

that our game will end too.

Emily C. Poésie © 2016 – 2018 (Revised)

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