That Call

As each day passes, I find myself getting closer to seeing you. Yet with each second, I find us drifting further apart. In this hectic rota ensuing our lives, we spoke lesser. Everyday I thought of calling you, yet time and again, you’re never around.

In this solitude of an eternal linger, nights like these just made me think of many things… In this melancholic silence, I waited every night for that call. And every time the phone doesn’t ring…

I know it’s you not calling me.