Someone to Talk To

What I wouldn’t give, what I wouldn’t do
for someone to talk to.
How I needed to, how I wanted you for someone to talk to.
I bide away my time, tired of waiting in line
for someone to talk to.
Words that mystify, seeming to imply
words can multiply their meaning.
How they propagate, how they simulate.
They don’t communicate the feeling.
Words in monotone, sinking stepping stones,
mouthings of a clone I bring you.
What you wouldn’t give, what you wouldn’t do
for someone to talk to.
You bide away your time, tired of waiting in line
for someone to talk to.
I bide away my time, tired of waiting in line
for someone to talk to.