Phone lover

At home alone and so much to do,

and yet out I go, in search of you,

Who you are, I do not know,

But find you I will, wherever I go,

My wants are small, my needs not much,

I look, a smile if not a touch,

a passing gaze, to show we exist

a look in the eyes, as if we have kissed,

But you passed me by, you saw me not,

Your phone is your love,

and that I forgot.

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