Talk to me

You said
Tell me
How you are

Don’t write
One liners
Or about work
Or associates

You said
Talk to me

Tell me anything
So I know you’re
Not dead

Or that my
Self-centered
Love machine
Is not killing you

Strange how
You’re the only one
Who ever really
Asked me how I am

The only one
Who wondered
Whether your love
Was suffocating me

Stranger, then,
How I thought
You didn’t care.