Seeds

There's a window 

Where your fingers stained clear glass 

There's me 

Watching the reflection of the future 

I can't see - 

Prints staring at me 

I can't see past them 

I see you 

Watching me 

Inbox blinks empty 

My eyes a blank screen 

Every song on the radio

Is a conversation between you 

And 

Me . 

I can't bring it back 

As the sun sets 

I can scream 

But are you listening ?