Life in a Phone Battery

My phone battery

Is the same percent as my soul

Out of a hundred

I am so tired

So close to

Crashing

I had my 

Extra coffee

On the drive home

And if 

I just saw you

For a moment

I might

Cry

Because you are sad

And it is so

Difficult 

To make you smile

When I’m not nearby

Out of a hundred

You lift me up

Like plugging my phone

In to charge

So I can talk to you 

All night

From my unlit room

Instead of seeing you

In person