At 3:49 in the morning, I am sitting in front of my computer with the welcome page of my email account laid before my eyes.
It has been more than 24 hours when I last sent a message your way yet after checking my mailbox triple the times than I usually do in a day I am frustrated to see no response. It was just the other day we were sending messages back and forth as if we were just communicating through instant messaging. This change puzzles me a bit.
I gather all frustrations as I inhale deeply then release them all in one hearty exhale. Feeling a lot lighter now, I smile.
It’s funny how mystery can be so engaging.
I don’t know you yet I long to hear from you.
You are not obliged to respond at all.
Yet I hope you obligate yourself to do so.
As always, no one else to blame why I am in this predicament.
No one… just me, myself and I for hoping… for expecting.
Now, as the bold blue letters from the screen in front of me shout,
0 message(s) received
I whisper to myself with a smile lightly glazed with pain,
“Yes, I get the message."