Ode to My Phone (Second Draft)

Oh my friend, my beloved one,

Your sullen face thrashes my soul like a sword,

But that is my destiny for what I have done,

Now I stare blankly at myself being ignored

 

Since one harsh spring day,

When we finally found each other,

My thin sheet of isolation was thrown away,

And I could perform among many others

 

Once you were truly cheerful,

Beaming at calls and texts desperate to reach me

I would smile and send back replies,

Hoping for messages full of love and care.

 

But as too much water drowns the miller,

Too much love fluttered me up above the clouds.

I let precious moments and touches slip through my fingers,

Looking down on your voice stretched towards me.

 

My haughtiness grew like the beanstalk of Jack,

Slowly, but strongly thrusting myself out of your boundaries

You smiled less, not even opening your eyes by yourself

And I, the stupid one, was full of ignorance.

 

Now, the sweet cloudy zone ends

The cold blue sky mocks my shivering

Where nothingness goes on forever, I am all alone.

Warmth and smiles, miles and miles away, I cry out of loneliness.

 

So please, remember

Selfish though, it might seem,

I am dying for you to come and get me,

To clutch my hands tightly with your warm heart,

For my pride and strength is long lost,

And I cannot stand upright by myself

 

But don't you worry even if you can't,

Because I know, you are not a friend after all,

You have batteries bumping in the place of a heart.

Still, you are the only one I can be honest with