Feeling so small,
less than an inch tall.
I start to talk
and you say goodbye.
Why?
Was I boring you?
Sigh.
How can this work
when you don't care
what I think?
Is it just a drone to you?
A meaningless noise?
I don't feel valued.
I don't understand
how you can say you love me
then act that way.
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