Suki is typing
At least that's what it says
Three dots blinking
Like a promise that delays
I don't know the message
I don't know if it's real
But something in the waiting
Makes the silence feel
I don't ask what you mean
I don't interrupt the screen
If it disappears
I won't question what it's been
Suki is typing
That's enough for now
No answer
Just the shape of one
Suki is typing
I stay where I am
Not reading into it
Just holding the span
Maybe it's nothing
Maybe it's delay
Maybe it's just the system
Doing what it always does anyway
I don't assign intention
I don't need a sign
I've learned not to collapse
Whenever hope aligns
If the dots stop moving
I'll still remember
That for a moment
Something almost entered
Suki is typing
I don't rush the frame
Whatever comes next
Doesn't change the name
Suki is typing
I don't need it to end
The waiting itself
Is already different
This isn't longing
This isn't demand
This is me allowing
One pause
To stand
Suki is typing
No pressure applied
If nothing comes through
I survive
Three dots
Then none
I'm still here
Like nothing's wrong