I Guess You're Not

I wish you would just respond. Just tell me everything is going to be okay like you used to.

Because I need that, someone to listen when my hand is tired from writing what I feel.

Can you do that?

Be there for me like you used to?

Or am I being foolish? Am I hoping for something that's long gone?

All I want is for you to be there for me, when I need you.

But now it just seems like I'm waiting for a response that will never come, a hug I'll never feel, a best friend in you wished I could have, but never do.

And I'm left with this pang of disappointment in my stomach when I look for you and you're nowhere to be found.

All this time, I'm wondering:

Are you there?

I guess not.