Just a poem

I write verses for you,
Didn’t think of send you anyway,
Just press the backspace afterwards,
And hope for your good day.

Even think about you when I’m the busiest,
Wait in your inbox which is blank anyway,
No it actually has our last convo,
Where we talked to each other in a really bad way.

But you’re the answer to all of my questions,
Like can I hate you sometime,
While loving you unconditionally?
Or can I be happy and sad at a time?

I wasn’t expecting things would go such way,
But I’m asking the 2nd time, are you okay?
Just checking if you’re fine, not overthinking.
As I’m just a call away.