CALLING

Screening your name

On that frontal face

 

Wondering if it time to pick-up

Or just let it drop to another place

 

To finally realize that there was nothing

Just a bluff of what might have been

 

So you decide to look in your index

For that one true friend

 

She picks up when the special number is pressed

Finally letting a breath seep out of my chest

 

Contemplating on what say next

That would make her feel that I am the best

 

Thoughts ending where they began

Then beginning again where they ended

 

Looking at the screen to see how long we have been on this call

While pacing up and down

Up and down that hall

 

Hoping the our call is not dropped

Then all of a sudden I here that pop

 

Opps…..

The screen goes dark

 

Still waiting

Pacing

Contemplating

For that call