I cannot match the joy nor would I dare to toy with what I get when we just sit and speak.
It’s all that I could ask in my most simple task for the peace of mind that I solely seek.
But now I sit so bored and feel fully ignored when I’m sharing words with my present friend.
Because I feel alone when I have just the tone of the voice and what it could never send.
Oh, if you only knew the lengths I must go to and that it’s the one joy that I can own.
So I’ll pretend its you so I might make it through another night of dinner and the drone.
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