I dont want any of this.
I never even wished for it.
I was rather against it.
Still am. And yet I can't help it.
Its irritating me. Makes me uncomfortable.
And yet I find it comforting with you.
I know, all we do is talk.
But then again,
All we do, is talk.
Hours. Days. Weeks. Months.
Can't help it.
I have been pushing you so much,
That even the Earth might've shifted in her orbit.
And yet... This stupid WhatsApp...
It gives us all the room to drop that one message,
That destroys the void in between us.
Its not good.
