Noise and Meaning

Between those “typing…” messages
and the Skype video calls
which never came;
I wonder what it was
that lingered between us
and that kept us going
on and on then.
Between those walks 
on the beach, dinners, 
stealing kisses, 
and multi-shot photographs;
I don’t know 
what was noise and
what had meaning…

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