Presence

Could Ты tell me why Ты scorn me so?

Why do your words reach me for so long?

Then nothing?

Please would Ты remind me of my presence.

Could Ты tell me why my pleas do not travel?

Past my window?

Why my tears decide never to dry?

Still, please would Ты remind me of my presence.

Could Ты tell me why my past motives were declined?

By one touch?