With your cursor so blinky
And your surface so blanky
So full of nothing I've said.
How long have we been meeting like this
Each morning over coffee,
Blank text editor window?
Years. It's been years.
I think I love you,
Blank text editor window.
But every time
I type, "I love you,"
I look
And you've gone away.
You're afraid of commitment
There is no substance to our relationship
We just sit in silence
And, as soon as I think of something to say,
You disappear.
How can we go on like...
Hey! Where did you go?
Hello, friends. How are you today?
Later. Love.
