Technophilia

Thinking you'd write,
or say something,
smile, wink, nod, poke,
whatever it is you do,
I opened up my gmail
and hoped you would
appear and say anything.
Your name lit up.
I waited.
Then it went dim.
I waited.
I waited.
Sometimes I write our
names together in
the bar of the search engine.
It just looks good to see
them together,
because,
we are not.