Your texts always started with “hi…”

My replies always began with “love…”

Your mouth found it difficult to say my name

Yours in return rolled off my tongue

Numerous telling gestures

Several upfront lines

Yet you chose to ignore

What was right in front of your eyes

It was all a game to you

For me it was raw emotions

In our own ways, we both proved

That love is blind

You chose to remain blind to my love

I chose to remain blind to your games

And in the end

Those texts are all that remain