two weeks. 

it has been two weeks since

i last heard from you;

crying at home

but with force

like a thousand quiet hurricanes unleashed. 

i sit in my room

with the lights on even though

it's the afternoon

and i clutch my phone 

in my hands

debating silently 

whether or not

to call you. 

how can i not?

the same reason why i haven't 

these past two weeks.