“Look at me.”
“I see you.”
“We never talk.”
“I tell you about my day.”
“Don’t take me for granted.”
“What do you need?”
“A little romance.”
“What do you call them flowers?”
“You are hopeless.”
“I don’t know what you are on about.”
“So what’s for dinner?”
“Steak.”
© 2015 Silvester Phua
I liked the originality and the tension in this poem.