Radio Silence

I die a little every day
With you so far away
Three months its been
 since I talked to you,
And two months for your sister too
Big brother says that he can't do it
and the youngest seems oblivious
And so I die a little every day
and you so far away

Daily each of you  will do
whatever it is you do
you eat, you sleep,  you work or play
but I hear not a word
you say its too hard to talk about
 that you hate being on the phone
But at the end of each day when
 there still hasn't  been
 a word, a call  a message
 death takes another nibble

Today I'll die a little more
I see no end in sight
I thought  that if I acted cool,
you possibily, you could  you might
return to me, to us  and then
you'd share your life ,your love again
 and some "boring" daily doings.
But instead I feel the deadness grow
in the place where you once lived.
 And so
I die a little every day
With you so far away.