Monday, January 11, 2010
Monday Morning Call
The call came early and I quickly knew
That something dark was burdening you
Your shallow voice was faltering
A hidden truth you were altering
Apologizing for lost memories
Vocalizing your personal reveries
A twinge of regret in your tired voice
As you second guessed your final choice
I can’t help but remember our year
Full of grace and devoid of fear
But the sharp pain comes from goodbye
And yours was sudden you cannot deny
This morning call was without direction
Perhaps you were seeking my affection
I cannot refute that it had my mind racing
But I’m done with all of this backwards chasing
We could go on forever with this flirtatious game
But the ending will inevitably be the same
Young souls confused and tender hearts broken
From actions taken and words unspoken
Whether or not I was wrong to answer the phone
Is not the issue as I ponder regrets of my own
The one thing that is clear from this call
Is that you really did love me after all…
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