A poem of mine

You're in a forest.
Listen there is no sound.
No talking.
No nothing.


You're in a forest.
Look around.
There is one person.
No sound.

You're in a forest.
You and the person.
The only person for miles.
He will not talk.

Is he scared.
Does he hate you.
What is wrong.
Why dose he not love me.

You're in a forest.
You're not alone.
But you feel that you are.

You're in a forest.