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i would like you to come to me

not because you feel me

moving to a distance



but because  you want to be close



your call in the middle of the night

from where ever you are; scares me



it is a call you make

because of all the other calls

you have not made



it is a call that comes after

you have once again left me

without notice

without caring

how i feel



and ends up on my machine



it would be nice to know your life

but it is a life you do not give up

so easily



i would like to know that moment of you

without the crackling of the rain

making me feel so lonely



you are six hours away

the thunder seems to taunt me



and rattles all my insecurities