Takes one mistake

One call:

i swore to you
this change wasn't
birthed upon
forced grounds.

your tone
severed the strings
that once hummed

melodies;

futile promises
fell limp again
as your buried
those walls

deeper.

i'd say you
broke my spirit

but you've
even said it
yourself:

presence weighs
nothing in the form
of shadows.

i felt some
tinge of resentment

spewing from
your voice,

but i swallowed
my apologies

realizing they'd
mean nothing.

psychic wishes
and telepathic
hope will have to do-

i pray nothing
but happiness
upon you

[silently].