It Must Be Love

No ring of the phone 
punctures the silence
No knock on the door 
heralds your arrival
No plans you make 
have any place for me
No letters from you
arrive in the mailbox
No hello comes my way
though you see I’m online
No sign to tell me
I’m in your thoughts
No hint that you may 
have once loved me
The ache in my heart
tells me to stop hoping
yet your thoughts
keep haunting me
What is it
if not love

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