Itch

I know you won't respond

And I know you don't want to hear from me

And I know there is no way that you care

But I still have this itch

In the very back of my mind

saying I should send you a letter telling you how I am

But I ignore it. And I ignore you.

And you ignore me.

And this is how we will die.

Reviews

[ATG]

A very well written and relate-able poem. Short, but to the point.