Was I Obtuse Because You're A Recluse Poem by Doris Cornago

A life coach just told me what's wrong
Did I wonder how you felt uneasy
The difficulty of you and me
And what's in between
If there is at all
Why you
Hide
Your head
In the sand the
Moment I call in
Anticipation of a huddle
What you needed was a cuddle
Was I obtuse because you're a recluse
There were words to say which
I have never said though
I felt it when you're
Here, just
Looking
Not
Saying
Anything
Yet, even your
Silence is pure, adorable
You listen and wait without emotion
But an icon, to show you're there, measuring
The distance of a track, the cadence, the
Rhythm, setting goals with a wristband
Smiling sweetly, though distracted
No one else in your mind
Just the eternal motions
Of your body tracked
Do I mind that
At all, there's
Time
Passing
And a lot more
I touch the screen
And you're there tracked
In a trajectory of motions, alive
Breathing, pulsating in different modes
No words said but our eyes meet on a screen
Making me know how you've been like an astronaut
In flight, won't be home for years but still, your thoughts are mine
Should I have asked you to be my hero, when you did not
Want any of that drama of female weaknesses
Wanted me to be strong, to stand alone
Take on my own battles, not to be
Forlorn, told me not to look
When I cannot see you
Not to ask too many
Questions
As you
Will
Go
Into
Stress
Into that
Phase called
Depression, in
A familiar fashion
Whenever struck with
Indecision or repeating
Friction, I needed to change
For you although you said don't
Be untrue, continue being the you
Who's there to understand, hold my
Hand, calm my fears, be with me thru
The storm, but when the sun is out, let me
Be on my way, not distract me with commitments
See how easily this relationship flows with us being true