To Reach Out and Forget Someone
It’s late but I decide to call you anyway. I pick up the receiver,
my pulse begins to race
As I dial my fingertips begin to perspire.
I think back to the perfect romance we once shared.
It rings once.
I remember back to the warmth and security I felt in your embrace.
It rings twice.
I smile as I remember back to the wonderful day,
you chose me to be your wife.
It rings a third time.
My heart jumps as the silence is broken.
“Hello...” purrs a sleepy female’s voice.
I hang up and lie in what used to be our bed.
I cry as I remember back to the day you left.
And now I can so easily remember why.
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