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I retire waiting for your text that never comes.

I retire waiting for your text that never comes.  You don't text me anymore. 

I stare at my phone's screen forever for my phone to beep your name. But there it sits, blank with no notifications to show and no attention to offer. 
Gone are those days where a mindful conversation with you shoved down enough power and energy in me for the day. 
Gone are those days when waking up to your good morning message seemed important than my sleep itself. 
Gone are those when love priorized you on the list. 
Now, I retire waiting for your text that never came.
I retire waiting for your text that never comes.  You don't text me anymore. 

I stare at my phone's screen forever for my phone to beep your name. But there it sits, blank with no notifications to show and no attention to offer. 
Gone are those days where a mindful conversation with you shoved down enough power and energy in me for the day. 
Gone are those days when waking up to your good morning message seemed important than my sleep itself. 
Gone are those when love priorized you on the list. 
Now, I retire waiting for your text that never came.