message.

Your voice cut out every few seconds
but in between the spaces and shock
I caught that you were truly sorry
and would be home sometime next month
from wherever it is you decided to disappear to.

I sat in the cold quiet then pushed play again
in case I had missed anything the first time around.
The words were the same, always the same
but I was different.
I was different.

How nice of you to call though,
now that I don’t need you.

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2 Comments to “message.”

  1. “How nice of you to call though,
    now that I don’t need you.”

    i admire the bluntness. wow!

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