Makes No Difference Poem by Caroline Guedes

I know if I call you, you won't answer
but yet your phone number is the only one in my head
It makes no difference if I pick up the
reciever. The ring tone will only sound dead

If, by chance of direction, I stumble across
your road, I know not to knock on your door
It makes no difference if I bang until my knuckles bleed
I know you don't live there anymore

I know better than to expect to see your face
when I'm walking down my favourite trail
It makes no difference if I walk back and forth
all night and day waiting without fail

I know it shouldn't matter if I cry on your grave
I know you're not really there
It makes no difference if I envision you beside me
It's too late to tell you how much I care

I know it's too late to be your one and only
It doesn't matter how much I pray and cry
Nothing's going to bring you back to me now
It makes no difference anymore to try