Hello?
I’m typing into the empty abyss My words echoing back to me And likely everything I say will distort Words are like colors No one sees the same color My yellow reflects different than your yellow And my words are the same When they leave my fingers Or travel through the air They somehow aren’t the entirety of what I meant And what I mean to say is that I’ve loved entirely too many boys Or love I hear dial tones in between the spaces of these words And voicemails in the punctuation Get it? Leave a message at the beep. And don’t forget to say I love you at the end