you are a minute of quiet,

in a loud shouting world .. (GG)



I leave the number and a short
message on every green Volvo
in town

Is anything wrong?
I miss you.

The phone rings constantly.
One says, Are you bald?
Another, How tall are you in
your stocking feet?

Most just reply, Nothing’s wrong.
I miss you, too.

—    The Ubiquity Of The Need For Love, Ronald Koertge

(Source: sarahgroberts-blog, via splitterherzen)