I wish we were real.
Not the two,
Behind the screens,
Thanking and whining
And listening to each
Other's lamentations.
I wish, the thing
Between us, was not
As sublime as the
Words consumed by
The backspace.
Emotions contained in
Characters and
Expressions thrust
In emojis.
I wish, there was more.
Shade of your anger,
An elegant blush.
A comfortable silence.
A talk over tea, fight
Over breakfast, then
A traveling spree maybe.
Drown in dreams and
Consumed by each other.
I wish you were here and
We had some rough
And raw moments.
I wish we were real.
I wish we had a life.